Do I know you?

Have you seen any of those films where the hero walks upto a very pretty girl and tries to hit on her by saying “Have I seen you before? You look familiar.”

You’ve probably seen it in more films that you’d want to. Over time, it’s become a cliche.
But I realized, that as you meet more and more people you start forgetting the people who you have met briefly or in  a crowd. You cannot remember everyone you have said hello to!
Today I was at an event where I saw someone who seemed strikingly familiar. I couldn’t place in my head where I had met him. But I knew I had. And this wasn’t the first time such a thing was happening. 
Three fourths of my mind in such cases wants to go upto the person and ask if we have met before. The other one fourth fights back and tells me what a horrible idea that is at the risk of sounding like a hero in a movie. I normally end up listening to the other half. 
That’s what happens to most people. It’s sort of like the fear of rejection. If the other person doesn’t recognize you or can’t remember who you are, the joke is pretty much on you. 
Well, next time, I’ll try not to bother. Who knows! I may not end up being the weird stranger and instead, it might just turn out that I know that familiar person after all. 

Peeping Toms

My bedroom window has been causing me a lot of trouble lately. It seems like everyone who passes by looks at it (and therefore I have people constantly peeping into my room). It’s so uncanny. Someone who is just walking past, whistling, talking on the phone, WILL turn to look at my window. And it’s not nice. It would be nice if people would see me inside and wave. But people just glance at it and walk by.

I suddenly feel sorry for ugly naked guy

The problem is that all the people who live in the same building as I do have to pass by my window to get to their apartment. So I have about 10-15 people peeping into my room on an everyday basis. I certainly have come to respect the curtains much more than I used to.