There's a young man in my office. For the sake of anonymity, let's just call him - oh, I don't know, A.
A is a simple young man who sometimes says very dumb things.
Over the lunch table yesterday, we were having a random discussion, and the topic somehow came to how one particular person - (let's call him X, just for variety) - has joined the gym at the Office just to be close to and impress one other gym goer ( let's call her Gamma, for some more variety).
We were all laughing at X for being so obvious about his crush on Gamma, when it came to light that quite a few people have a crush on Gamma, and that she is considered to be what some might term 'Hot Stuff' amongst the males in the Office.
A looks up at this point and says to me 'You think she's hot?'
'Me?' I am surprised that this question is directed at me 'I guess she's kind of pretty, sure'.
A makes a scornful face and says 'I hardly think so. But these guys are desperate to find some goodlooking girl in office. I suppose it's a case of 'Andho mein Kaana Raja'. And...'
He stops when he sees me staring at him.
He starts to explain 'Andho mein Kaana Raja, Y, means that...'
I snap at him 'I KNOW what it means. And you just insulted every girl in the office. Zee!!' I turn to the nearest female member of my team 'Did you hear what he just said? Andho mein Kaana Raaja! He thinks we're all UGLY'
A panics when he sees that several women have stopped chewing their food and gossiping to direct malignant stares at him 'No, NO. That's not what I meant! I mean...you know...' He gives up and gawks helplessly for a while, a pleading look in his eyes.
It is the sort of look that clearly says 'Oh dear Mother Earth, please open up and swallow me now'.
I give him my most dangerous narrow eyed look until he blubbers and comes up with ' What I meant to say was...Andho mein Kaana Raja-S...as in the plural!'
'WHAT?' Zee and me say together. 'What does that even mean'.
'As in' A gains confidence ' YOU guys also fall in that category...so it's not her alone...it's the lot of you, really'.
We are mollified for only about a millionth of a second, until we figure out what has just been said to us.
Cries break out of ...'That's an even BIGGER insult! You're saying that WE are Kaana Rajas?'....'So net-net, only if someone is desperate, they will find us good-looking?'
Someone ( male) pipes in merrily with 'One eyed beauties, eh, A?' while the rest of us carry on haranguing the young man who already looks distinctly older, if not wiser.
I promise A that I will post about this little faux-pas.
I will now go and explain it to him. 'Faux-pas, A, means a little bit of an oopsy...'