This happened yesterday.
It was 7:30 in the evening.
I was waiting for the elevator outside my office. There were 4 others. Ladies. They did not look familiar. Probably from another firm on our floor.
The elevator arrived. They all shuffled into it. I followed and stood there into a corner, eyes on the floor.
The elevator began its lumbering descent.
Inside, it was as silent as a tomb. Its positively unnatural when more than 1 women gather within an area of less than 9 sq ft, and there is NO talking going on...
I felt eyes upon me... Was I being observed?
Before I could process how I should react to this new and (to me) unknown phenomena, one of the ladies blurted out "Daal Bhaat" (refer: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daal_bhaat)...
And this broke the silence like a Birthday Balloon going off during a funeral.
All the 4 ladies started giggling - pretty loudly I might add...
I looked up. None of them was looking at me. I got a feeling they were trying pretty hard NOT to look at me. "You and your code words" another giggling lady says to the first one...
The elevator door opened. I squared my shoulders, straightened my back, pushed out my chest, trying in vain to look as cool and dashing as James Bond, and stormed out in a huff... because I had a feeling their "Daal Bhaat" - blandness and uninterestingness personified - was me...
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