So i was sitting in the backseat this morning, on my way to collect my checkbook from the bank, when i see a familiar face on a bike. Now, this familiar face i saw last evening as well, so the image was fairly fresh in my mind. So was the motor bike - red and gold, i think a TVS or a Hero Honda.
So anyway, i get all excited on seeing this familiar face. Just to be sure, i check bike for familiar signs. No, i didn't know what i was looking for, but the first thing that seemed recognizable - 'Nag's' stuck above the tail-light - i latched on to, and waited for the car to go ahead, so i could wave out to him.
Car inches closer, closer until we're level. Then i wave at him, with a big, big grin on my face. The familiar face looks back at me. Only, it isn't familiar any more. It's a total stranger i was waving at like a madwoman!!!!
Guy thinks i'm weird and zooms away, afraid of what i might do next. As for me - i roll window up to the mark, skulk down in my seat, avoid looking out and just wait for the car to safely deposit me within the confines of my fourwalls of workspace.
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