Crowded bus. I was searching for the khaki clad guy amidst the sea of humanity.
Suddenly one voice...
I turned in the direction of the voice and found one middle aged man smiling at me. I thought he must've called someone else with similar name and almost turned back when he said "Give me your bag..you go get your ticket and come"
Now..it was sort of established that this guy knows me. But i couldn't recollect who he was. Since the crowd was too much i shamelessly gave my bag to him and went to get my ticket..wondering all the way who it could be. Since this guy knows my full name, and SPOKE to me, he definitely cant be my relative. So that angle was ruled out. Definitely not from my college as he spoke to me in hindi. Could he be from work? Is he wearing his ID tag? I was too proud to ask him who he was and it was too embarrassing basically. I decided to play along and praying that his stopping should come before mine.
"So..whats up" i asked.
"All fine ..you tell me?"
Stumped again. I was looking for some distraction which would take me away from the conversation. But as luck would have it, the seat next to him became vacant. I was trying to read his name from his ID tag. But it was partially hidden. I didnt want to ask any question and get caught.
"How was the weekend" I asked.
"Nothing special man. Usual..what about you"
I mumbled my reply and kept quiet.
"So Gils..hows work"
Avvvvvvvvvv....is he a colleague?? Is my memory that bad?? or is he generally asking?
"Errr...yeah..going on..how about you?" (aha..gotcha)
"hahah..you should be knowing better right?" pat came the reply.
What the heck doest that supposed to mean??!!! It was like 20 questions game where i ended up with more questions each time i tried for an answer!!
I finally gave up. But felt the conversation(??!!) had gone too far to finally ask who the hell he is. So was biding my time waiting for my stop. Luckily for me that guy got down much earlier than my stop. I kept racking my brain as to who he could be. I almost missed my stop and got down running from the bus too ashamed of myself.
During lunch time, in office canteen again i saw that guy. I felt a sudden rush of adrenalin. So this guy works in the same office. Atleast that much is confirmed. I asked my colleagues who that person was. They looked at me weirdly and said he was the HR head!!!
That guy has removed his mush and was sporting contacts it seems!! How the heck am i supposed to recognise a person in such a disguise. My team mate advised me to carry a card of my current address in my purse as he was very sure i am bound to forget that also one day and would be roaming around to find it. I politely told him to go to hell. He proved it by asking for my cell number!!!!