Where Is My Privacy?

One thing about living in USA is the level of privacy. I do what I want and no one cares to hoot. Even if they do, I dont get to hear it. But here, I have to be extra careful.

Certain instance -

I was walking about Shoppers Stop with my good friend Nishchal, in an attempt to buy trousers. So while we were looking up for a size which would fit my waist this gorgeous damsel passes by.

Me: "Hmmmm... good"
NK: "Ok.... but face not that good"
Me: "But still, good"
NK: "Yeah"

(and we shamelessly stare at her, unaware of any other people in the world)

NK & Me (simultaneously): "Nice height"

Give each other the grin and keep staring.

NK: "Ok, he saw us!"
-walks in direction of the lady-

Me: "eh?"

Then I notice Dad standing right behind the lady, staring at us, with this dry smile on his face.

Walks up to me with Nishchal by his side.

Me: "Errr... checking out trousers"
Dad: "I noticed. Now lets look at ones which are your size and up for purchase"



Whats the world come to? I cant stare at random hot bods without any fear of a Dad popping up behind.