A guy with, his cute girl friend was sitting opposite to me and their conversation was a bit loud.
Can't blame them, cuz the continuous chatter of coffeetors (something like commuters, if such a word is not in the dictionary...I invented it.) was well above tolerable Decibel Level.
Suddenly the guy ducks his head, as if to allow a Boeing 747 to pass over his head and says "Oh Christ..My H.R!!.."
The expression on the girls face was awesome in response to that.
Suddenly I turned my head in the direction where the girl was looking.
Eyes..Eyes..What do you see..?
I see a cute charming female, with her silky hair flowing down her shoulders and a fashionable goggle neatly tucked on her forehead.. errr...., wearing jeans well below the SEE LEVEL and a short shirt coming down the escalator like a Versace Angel..Desi breed.
The Femme "Fatal H.R" (for the Hero) mingled up with the crowd, didnt notice them or look in our direction. Thankfully "The Hero" is saved of some -ve appraisal points.
The Hero : Phew! That was close.
The Chic : Yeah! You scared me, who was it, again?
The Hero :Oh! Shes the Lead H.R of my company.
The Chic : It Shows.
The Hero :(Gives a Grin ) Yeah It does.
The Chic : I mean I didnt mean that..I meant..
The Hero :Err..Yeah!
The Chic : Hmmm..
The Hero: Hmmm...
I went back to my cup of hot coffee.