I think I've just started to make friends at work =) Haha, that sounds odd, doesn't it? Today, a little after noontime, a girl named Alaka who works for the same boss, in the next cube over, came up to me and said, "So.. you must be lonely, yes?" and asked if I wanted to go to lunch together later. I was initially taken aback at her frankness -- I had been resentful earlier this morning about finding out only now that I'd be the only intern in Chennai for the next few weeks, while there's a whole crowd of 'em at Bangalore -- but I appreciated it, after thinking it over for a while. She clearly meant well, and it's not that big of a deal to admit that I would like some human company. Har.
Anyhow, Alaka introduced me to her whole crowd of Bengali friends, so now I know a whole bunch of Bengalis! They're a funny crowd. From Calcutta, the same as Amartya Sen (<3)! All guys, except Alaka, so I guess she might enjoy having another girl around as well. Jokes abound... apparently, a "fag" is a smoke, but also a homosexual. I misunderstood Alaka today when she exclaimed at Arunavan (sp), "A fag!" when he motioned that he'd catch up with us later -- I thought she'd called him a fag, and I was like.. ouch, haha. I asked her if she really called him a fag, and through a series of gestures and laughs, I found out that she'd thought I'd thought she'd called him a homosexual, when she had really been disapproving of his going out to take a smoke. Lawls. Lost in translation, indeed.