|Superheroes have difficult lives !|
Every superhero must have a tragic personal crisis. Call it destiny. Or a balancing act by nature. When one achieves supernatural expertise at this very huge and humongously important thing (e.g. saving the world, duh! .. if you must ask 'like what?'..), he must fail miserably at some other petty thing that turns his personal life upside down (....like remembering names and faces of relatives; also read: this, this and this...). YogiMan couldn't be an exception.. no, no, no Sir, he couldn't be.
So, yeah, I am miserably bad at remembering people. I will forget your face, name, where do I know you from, when did we last meet and what did we talk about etc. Problem reaches epic proportions when I am dealing with relatives. I just don't remember! I forget their names even if I have met them a zillion times, I forget how I am related to them, I forget important details about them that every distant family member is supposed to religiously remember. Not only is this pretty embarrassing, this can get people like your parents and wife mighty upset with you as well ('only if you spent more time attending family functions rather than play on your laptop / phone, yeh din dekhna na padta ....').
You are made to attend a wedding. Familiar faces smile at you from all around, making your head go in a tizzy trying to remember who they are. Then suddenly you are confronted by a smiling lady, with a toddler tugging at the hem of her ghagra.
Unknown Lady: "Vicky, kaise ho? How's Sonia? What have you named the little one?"
Me: "Umm... accha hoon. Sonia and Ishita are good too. Ishu turned 7 months now", you smile, telling yourself that you obviously know this female, but can't recollect how, why, and other such details.
Unknown Lady: "Nice..."
*Long Awkward Silence when you both look here and there*
Me: "Umm.. you have lost weight" ... (this is usually a nice thing to say to strangers)
Unknown Lady: "Haha, not at all. Just been watching what I eat", she beams and then tells the kid, "Radhu, don't pull the lehanga beta"
Me: "Your daughter is cute! " The smile almost vanishes off her lips.
Unknown Lady: "This is my niece. My son is two years old.... he's over there *points*.. with his father. You are probably confused"
Me: " (Oops), yeah, sorry, how old is your daugh... umm... son? (wait, she just told you .... you are not making sense, ass!)"
Thankfully, another lady barges in and steals her away by murmuring about who she needs to meet. Phew!
Imagine the plight if you make such a mistake with your in-laws? ! *shivers*
Up, up and away!