Now, who among us have been lucky enough to get through a day without a single awkward moment?? It's an essential part of your daily life, which rears its unwelcome head in a variety of ways, and mostly, when you think things couldn't get any worse..
So, here's three of the more awkward moments I've been through or have heard of.. Hope you take in both the humor and the lessons from them..
1) The Metro Incident
There is (or was) a Malayali Restaurant in Dwaraka, some 15 km from Delhi. And in the first year of my "vanavasam" (the 14 years of forest exile, which was given to Rama) at Delhi, I would make the 2 hour journey from my place in Gurgaon to that place. And the incident that I'm talking about on the very first journey I made over there.
I was in the Noida-Dwaraka Line of the New Delhi Metro Rail, travelling in it for the first time. With my two best buddies, and a friend of one of them as our guide, we were undertaking the last lap of our journey to eat morsel after morsel of that sweet homely food.
But fate was against us. It had to make the last lap as tough as possible, and so we had to adjust ourselves in a tightly packed coach. We had already traveled 1 hour on another metro, standing throughout that journey. So, we ended up cursing our luck for putting us through this ordeal for another hour.
What we didn't know was that the lady luck had other plans for us. At some stop, I don't remember which, almost the entire train got out. But then again, only one seat opened up near where we stood. You had to be quick enough to claim that, but I did eventually manage to fend off the vested interest of my friends in that seat, and made it my own.
And just as I got settled in my seat, in walks one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen in my life. And, then again, as my luck would have it, she stood in one corner, such that I couldn't see her as I was vertically challenged right then. But my three friends, who were not so challenged, had full, unrestricted view to that angel of eternal beauty.
This was the cue for me to try and get up. Since I had made quite a scene of getting the seat, I couldn't just let the seat go, without arising suspicions from my fellow travelers (ya, I'm that paranoid/crazy). So, I had to give up the seat for one of these three monkeys, and make myself out to be the good guy here. But my friends had lost all interest in the seat, and were adamant that I should enjoy the seat for myself, while they enjoyed something entirely else.
I looked around the metro for any other sort of reason to get up. "Where were the senior citizens, pregnant ladies or women with babies in their hand, when you need one??" was the marquee running through my mind.
Still undeterred, I repeated my pleas to my friends to take the seat, and give me the chance to watch her. It fell on deaf ears, and stone-cold hearts.
Time passed, and another metro stop came up. One gentleman who was standing near us, came up to us as he was leaving and said, "Ningalkku onnu avanae nilkkan samathikyam aayirunu." (You could have let him stand up)
That's right. I was making all those requests to my friends in Malayalam (so that the gal wouldn't understand), and this Malayali gentleman was happily lapping up the sight of my plight, and put an end to my misery with this above dialogue.
Later, we came to know that Dwaraka and Noida had a substantially large Malayali population, and hence, the metro line between them was a danger zone for us.
Needless to say, we never talk when we get in the Noida-Dwaraka line. Sign language works just fine, and without all these awkward moments.
Side note : Irrespective of that humiliating incident, the food was heavenly, and my appetite did justice to what was served.
2) The HOUSE-FUL phenomenan
First, a little bit of trivia. If you spend about 10-15 minutes everyday at the office in the bathroom, by the end of the year, you would have had about 7-8 working days worth of personal time at office, which no one can hold you accountable for.. Smart, ain't it??
Well, let me start the story by saying that this happened to a friend. I swear, it was not me.
The thing is, this friend of mine at office, Mr.A, has a very weak digestive system. This essentially means that he'll be seen running to the bathroom almost every other hour.
The layout of our bathrooms is that there are three toilets on one side, and urinals on the other.
Well, this incident happened before I came to know about his "disease".
I was freshening up one afternoon, when in walks Mr.A. He's apparently in great hurry, and moves to door A, and tries to open it. Closed.
A little tensed, he moves to door B. Also closed.
Now, it was the make or break moment. He casts a loose glance at me to see if I was noticing. I was actually enjoying the bathroom version of that game show, where you choose doors.
Mr.A walks up to door C, keeps his hand on the lever, and turns it. No luck, it was closed as well.
He then turns around, gives me this half sheepish, half ashamed kind of smile, and runs out of the bathroom.
The next I heard was that he was seen in the next floor's bathroom. :D
3) Employee of the Month
Well, I got one more story about Mr.A. And I guess you would have guessed what has happened from the title and his "disease". Well, I ain't gonna explain. This is not an engineering college for me to spoon feed you everything. This is my blog, and if you can't get an idea of what happened, well, ask me. I'll write about it sometime else.
It's 1.30am, and I guess I should head off to my dream land, where there are no awkward moments.
P.S. I'm writing something (or anything for that matter) after some 6 months. If you have had it in you to read it till here, I thank you for humoring me. Thanks a lot matey.. :)
So, here's three of the more awkward moments I've been through or have heard of.. Hope you take in both the humor and the lessons from them..
1) The Metro Incident
There is (or was) a Malayali Restaurant in Dwaraka, some 15 km from Delhi. And in the first year of my "vanavasam" (the 14 years of forest exile, which was given to Rama) at Delhi, I would make the 2 hour journey from my place in Gurgaon to that place. And the incident that I'm talking about on the very first journey I made over there.
I was in the Noida-Dwaraka Line of the New Delhi Metro Rail, travelling in it for the first time. With my two best buddies, and a friend of one of them as our guide, we were undertaking the last lap of our journey to eat morsel after morsel of that sweet homely food.
But fate was against us. It had to make the last lap as tough as possible, and so we had to adjust ourselves in a tightly packed coach. We had already traveled 1 hour on another metro, standing throughout that journey. So, we ended up cursing our luck for putting us through this ordeal for another hour.
What we didn't know was that the lady luck had other plans for us. At some stop, I don't remember which, almost the entire train got out. But then again, only one seat opened up near where we stood. You had to be quick enough to claim that, but I did eventually manage to fend off the vested interest of my friends in that seat, and made it my own.
And just as I got settled in my seat, in walks one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen in my life. And, then again, as my luck would have it, she stood in one corner, such that I couldn't see her as I was vertically challenged right then. But my three friends, who were not so challenged, had full, unrestricted view to that angel of eternal beauty.
This was the cue for me to try and get up. Since I had made quite a scene of getting the seat, I couldn't just let the seat go, without arising suspicions from my fellow travelers (ya, I'm that paranoid/crazy). So, I had to give up the seat for one of these three monkeys, and make myself out to be the good guy here. But my friends had lost all interest in the seat, and were adamant that I should enjoy the seat for myself, while they enjoyed something entirely else.
I looked around the metro for any other sort of reason to get up. "Where were the senior citizens, pregnant ladies or women with babies in their hand, when you need one??" was the marquee running through my mind.
Still undeterred, I repeated my pleas to my friends to take the seat, and give me the chance to watch her. It fell on deaf ears, and stone-cold hearts.
Time passed, and another metro stop came up. One gentleman who was standing near us, came up to us as he was leaving and said, "Ningalkku onnu avanae nilkkan samathikyam aayirunu." (You could have let him stand up)
That's right. I was making all those requests to my friends in Malayalam (so that the gal wouldn't understand), and this Malayali gentleman was happily lapping up the sight of my plight, and put an end to my misery with this above dialogue.
Later, we came to know that Dwaraka and Noida had a substantially large Malayali population, and hence, the metro line between them was a danger zone for us.
Needless to say, we never talk when we get in the Noida-Dwaraka line. Sign language works just fine, and without all these awkward moments.
Side note : Irrespective of that humiliating incident, the food was heavenly, and my appetite did justice to what was served.
2) The HOUSE-FUL phenomenan
First, a little bit of trivia. If you spend about 10-15 minutes everyday at the office in the bathroom, by the end of the year, you would have had about 7-8 working days worth of personal time at office, which no one can hold you accountable for.. Smart, ain't it??
Well, let me start the story by saying that this happened to a friend. I swear, it was not me.
The thing is, this friend of mine at office, Mr.A, has a very weak digestive system. This essentially means that he'll be seen running to the bathroom almost every other hour.
The layout of our bathrooms is that there are three toilets on one side, and urinals on the other.
Well, this incident happened before I came to know about his "disease".
I was freshening up one afternoon, when in walks Mr.A. He's apparently in great hurry, and moves to door A, and tries to open it. Closed.
A little tensed, he moves to door B. Also closed.
Now, it was the make or break moment. He casts a loose glance at me to see if I was noticing. I was actually enjoying the bathroom version of that game show, where you choose doors.
Mr.A walks up to door C, keeps his hand on the lever, and turns it. No luck, it was closed as well.
He then turns around, gives me this half sheepish, half ashamed kind of smile, and runs out of the bathroom.
The next I heard was that he was seen in the next floor's bathroom. :D
3) Employee of the Month
Well, I got one more story about Mr.A. And I guess you would have guessed what has happened from the title and his "disease". Well, I ain't gonna explain. This is not an engineering college for me to spoon feed you everything. This is my blog, and if you can't get an idea of what happened, well, ask me. I'll write about it sometime else.
It's 1.30am, and I guess I should head off to my dream land, where there are no awkward moments.
P.S. I'm writing something (or anything for that matter) after some 6 months. If you have had it in you to read it till here, I thank you for humoring me. Thanks a lot matey.. :)
