Tuesday, 5 February 2013

Brief Encounters

I get off the train feeling a bit exhausted; its only an hour and fifteen delayed, it could have been worse. I make my way to the urinal, as that's a sure bet, the male and female signs are in Hindi. While doing my business I notice the guy on my left is looking quite unashamedly, so I angrily grunt to keep his eyes off. It's for personal relief there isn't much chance he will understand the words. I leave and a minute or two later I'm sprung out of my daze by words in my ear. Whispered, I can guess what they mean. Does this end? I thought a busy station in the middle of the day was safe, does he have no fear?!

Hmm: does this count as a thumbs up for my new haircut, or do I look more gay with short hair

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