Anyways we concluded that the most appealing and the most appropriate meal that would help us on this feat was none other than the famous 'subway'. Actually there weren’t any other options at our disposal, the other kill excluding the samosas and veg sandwitches stall was the katti rolls zone which my friend warned would be an investment of 160 bucks to spit fire through our rear ends!! A clean case of Delhi belly and so we unanimously voted against it and headed straight for the subway.
It was a shame that we had just missed the breakfast deal which was a sub with scrambled eggs and bacon, mmmmmmm, the thought itself was such a devour but we had to just settle for the chicken teriyaki sandwitch, i think that’s what its called or something like that. So while we were busy choosing the sauces and other toppings that would help us to bloat up completely and reach a stage where our alimentary canals would show us the finger and completely refuse being a part of our body, i noticed that a chic had conveniently managed to place her order in between ours and the subway crew being impressed with her chose to serve her even before ours was done. Infact i could see our subs' buns overloaded, lurking unattended on the table, crying for mercy to be closed before more stuff was shoved into them. Well leaving the plight of the buns and going back to the chic, by now she had conveniently got her sandwitch and had walked away elegantly. I know the universal law is 'ladies first' or rather 'chics first' but when it comes to hungry stomachs, i dont think that law should actually apply!!
By now even we guys had got ours and we moved to the tables at the corner, we belted the subs like we hadn’t seen food in ages. I remember at one point there was as stray dog who came and stood right next to me hoping that I would toss him a bit or maybe a lettuce or a tomato atleast but when he saw the way i was hogging, i could see pity in his eyes, probably he was saying 'what a clown!!! even i aka stray dog doesn’t eat with so much vigour', he wagged his tail and walked away, clearly there was a smirk on his face. Sheesh even dogs have attitude these days.
The battle of our lives with the subs didn’t last for long, I even remember a fly who came zooming for the crumbs or rather he was hoping there would be some but nope we weren’t going to spare any bit of our sub, so he crash landed on our empty spotless table while we headed for the departure entrance with only one aim in mind, find a quiet convenient spot to pass out. We were scanning the empty airport and my friend had gone to fetch a bottle of water, that’s when he said, there’s the subway chic sitting there. I quick immediately headed to where she was sitting and settled down bang opposite her row. My friend comes back and looks at me and then around, the airport is empty and your sitting right opposite this chic, whatever happened to private space bro, his glare said it all. That’s when i asked her 'hey you were there at subway right, thought id pop in a hi since the airport is really happening and we just have 8hours to kill' she smiled and she says 'even me'. i was like 'you also have 8hrs of transit?!'
That’s when the terror started 'no-ah-i-fly at 3 o clock-4hours-more for flight'
I smiled and thought oopsey we have a communication gap here which means ill have to speak in hindi, gulp!!, the mere thought of it made my stomach churn and this churning was not even funny/easy since there was a bombardment of chicken teriyaki in it.
I gathered my guts, opened my mouth for the first attack 'ah...aap kidher jaa rahe ho'
The reply came like a backlash 'delhi...main delhi se hoon',
i was like 'aap delhi se ho?!achcha achcha achcha’ ( the only other hindi word phrase ringing in my mind was bikul sahi bilkul sahi thanks to my friend in mangalore, another fellow champion in hindi who kept saying only that in mangalore). Now honestly she doesn’t look entirely indian.
Then she goes on to say 'actually- you know- im from russia'. That was the statement that made me flip, russia?! seriously?! and then she gets a little to excited and shes like 'i-giv-vee yo-ou my ca-ard'.
i looked over to my friend who was conveniently hiding his laughter staring at his laptop screen and pretending to work.
Card!! uhm card!! i was so convinced its gona be that of a massage parlour, it seemed like forever as she struggled to find the card, her derrier bang in our faces while she scrambled her suitcase for it and finally when she got it, it was black and i could see a pic of 2 to 3 chics standing in the corner. The first glance had confirmed my doubts and i slowly took it from her stretched hands expecting to read "olga's spa" but it read - meenaxi fashions. i was like eh?!! then she says 're-tail, i market-ing'. i could here my friend chuckle while i thougt how in the world does she do marketing, continuing the conversation i askd her 'so you came for marketing in bangalore?'
suddenly her expression changed and she says 'i w-as stayi-ng with friend here, fa-mily in del-hi, i go back now to family'
'oh i see, so you were working here all this while'
'no no no work, i stay wi-th friend'
By now i had realized that this conversation is not gona go anywhere unless i take up hindi tutorials immediately or she does a mega crash course on spoken english. So i chose to stop the conversation before its gets too late and some one gets seriously injured because my hindi may/can have such adverse impacts.
i looked over to my friend and we started tripping on random shit on his laptop and thats when she says 'i bro-ke up with my boy-friend na, iss liye vaapas dillii jaa raha hoon'.
Definitely startled and wondering from where the hell is this thing coming from now, i was like 'uhm....eh....acha acha acha....' shit why is she telling all this, im not sure if i should say sorry or if i should ask what happend, even if i asked what happened, the standard reply would definitely be 'he wa-as an asss---olleeee'
I put a fake expression of shock on my face but concurrently my lack of interest/concern was clearly evident coz in a while she plugged into her headset....a definitely rude approach from my end.
its true that i had started the convo but when it got personal i backed off, but it aint my fault, if the conversation was to continue any further then we'd definitely would have had to play dumb charades and we d probably end up throwing in some airport staff as well in each of our teams.....
Hmmm i just realized that this is my second post on a conversation with a chic which was again lost in translation....