On my fourth day getting into an elevator to the sixth floor in the Whitefield, Bangalore, I was in the back and next o me stood several men and women heading also to their work. None had a uttered a word, and I am sure they are all nice people and they have friends and family members. For several seconds, I thought about breaking the silence, but I refrained.
“Who am I to break their daily routine of silence in an elevator to work,” I thought.
Then I changed my mind and said:” Good morning everyone.”
They all answered, “good morning”, looked at me, and smiled. A girl on the left smiled and asked if I was from India, and I said, “I could be, but I am from Algeria.”
“What is your good name,” she asked.
I showed her my employer badge and pronounced my name.
“We, in India, do not greet people we don’t know,” she explained.
“You can change that and greet people whom you don’t know,” I said.
I planned to add “that’s how you know more people and make new friends.” I did not have the time. The elevator door had opened. We were at the sixth floor, and I needed to get out.
I hope to run into at least one of them at lunch today tomorrow when I come in and continue the discussion
“Who am I to break their daily routine of silence in an elevator to work,” I thought.
Then I changed my mind and said:” Good morning everyone.”
They all answered, “good morning”, looked at me, and smiled. A girl on the left smiled and asked if I was from India, and I said, “I could be, but I am from Algeria.”
“What is your good name,” she asked.
I showed her my employer badge and pronounced my name.
“We, in India, do not greet people we don’t know,” she explained.
“You can change that and greet people whom you don’t know,” I said.
I planned to add “that’s how you know more people and make new friends.” I did not have the time. The elevator door had opened. We were at the sixth floor, and I needed to get out.
I hope to run into at least one of them at lunch today tomorrow when I come in and continue the discussion
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