Realization of your ignorance strikes you high and hard when it comes to making decisions ... true... but in a new country and new culture..you are reminded of it constantly by being judged by your own mind , unconcious reference to self as a quintessential douche is indeed inevitable.....

On one such days , when the essence of being the newbie strings on to me ,the inherent work ass does justice to its term and i decide to spend the night in the lab working on "Stuff", with a friendly dude who apparently stays back to watch movies.

Dude: Lets go for a cofee !!
Me : Sure !! I am dying to get one .. (my perspicacity failing to realize this was the first time i went out for cofee )

We take a leisurely stroll and talk about all the things under the sun , from coursework to religion and reach the prototypal all night cofee shop.

There i find a haven of similar shaped cofee mugs with freshly brewed content.. all same color with different names none of which i can identify .

'Columbian roast', 'French vanilla' , etc etc etc. well those were the two which i could atleast read.
choices : Black : all above mentioned..
Creamer/Milk : An equal number of options much to my confusion.
sugar : different color packets categorized on weight,content of sucrose and a zillion other things..
While my dude just knows the 'right choice'... i grapple around with my eyes , hoping they do not accidentally mislead my ignorance.. Not that i am ashamed (but what the heck!! everyone wants to be omniscient)..

Dude , realises it.. (afterall he has been a newbie too ) and much to my irritation, with a puffed up chest, calls up his choice , which is a complicated jargon of words , from which my mind could only cut out words belonging to the layman family like 'black', 'hot','tall'.. rest all went unheard..

Now my turn to order...
I just wanted to order a filter cofee and think of its wafting smell and the hard struck taste that gives you a high even before the caffine reaches your blood.

More than excited , i reached out, grabbed my senses , pondered for a while and said 'Ditto' ..and proudly smiled to self , while my brain neurons do a wild tango and hug each other .. for having found a roundabout to save embarrasment..

Now.. how did i get over it..

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