What are you supposed to do when an intern from crime department walks up to you and asks, "Who's Shakti ma'am?" I don't know what you'd do but i couldn't stop myself from laughing like i did. Undoubtedly it turned out to be one of the most memorable episodes of my time as a film journalist. Oh, by the way, i told her that Shakti ma'am committed suicide after learning about a botched sex change operation.
OK. I didn't.
I barely said anything while i was busy laughing as if fondled by the goddess of humour herself. Also, the puzzled look on her helpless face added to the confusion.
That was then.
As of today, we both avoid eye contact in the hallway.