After lunch, I along with atleast another 15 are waiting at the lobby on the ground floor for the elevator. A pretty face walks in wearing a Jeans, kurti and a shawl wrapped around her neck. Needless to say she has everyones attention. Other than just 3 of us, the remaining is this interesting species called MEN or GUYS. Every head turns her way every second under the pretext of looking for someone in the crowd, or carefully checking the security(is he bin laden) or checking on their shoes and then stealing a glance her way or appreciating the architecture of the otherwise opaque glass seperator at the rear end or just plain exercising their head in rounds, as if that is their daily routine.
Now there is this guy who walks in and seemed to have known her and started talking to her. Now all eyes are fixed on this guy with an unique expression on every face, if to be read would be the likes of, who the hell is he, how does he know her, is he her boyfriend, Will he ?? and the kind of things the male species are capable of thinking. The elevator arrives and opens. While these 2 are engaged in their talks, the lift is full with the 3 of us plus the hopeful hearts. Now suddenly just as the doors of the elevator are closing, the girl turns towards us and exclaims "oh!!!". Suddenly one of these species hits the open button and the rest of the species squeeze around to make enough space for the pretty face. But thankfully(thankful because I am already on my toes), pretty face smiles and nods her head in the negative. The elevator closes and the losers look at the guy who hit the 'Open' with the expression "What a looser".