Party time!! it's a blog update!
Pheww!! The last one month has by far been the most tiring one in 21 years.trust me.
Tiring, because it was tiring. And testing because it tried my patience to the hilt.
Amid all this chaos and mindfuckedness, there was one incident that finally persuaded a lazy ass like me to update this space(it's not that writing is a pain;writing is fun, but typing surely is a pain :P)
It was just another wednesday(or was it thursday,or monday,tuesday,friday.........bah!!chuck).Assume it was wednesday(typical "bada" writer types *bling-bling*....."ye budhwaar ki baat hai" :P")
Oops sorry!ya so coming back to the topic.It was wednesday(:D).After a yet-another-tiring-day, i finally left for home,only to find aditya and the big man Maunil standing beside his car("pathfinder"....he calls it :P).Aditya had his activa and was about to drive back home.The prospect of a bike ride lured me and i decided to ride pillion behind Aditya.Mistake.I trusted his driving skills.big mistake.
So finally we set off! We were supposed to drive behind Maunil, but he took a different route and so we gave up the idea.We took the link road. A few jerks here and there generated a slight doubt in my mind already,but I chose to overlook all that.(Always trust your instincts .they never lie.i learned this the hard way) . ”meri gaadi ka brake humesha top condition mein rehta hai. Tension mat le.”,said Aditya…..”Gaadi”….as if it were a Lamborghini! We moved on. And here I was, witnessing some of Aditya’s “genius”. He started driving the activa throught the minutest of passages. Left and right. Vroom! All he needed was a gap of 70 cms to take his 2-wheeler through it. Taking his activa to a top speed and then braking abruptly! This was just a beginning. I tried to maintain my cool and remarked……”Aditya.abhi sirf 8:30 hue hain. Mujhe ghar ghar jaane ki kooooooi jaldi nahi hai”, hoping that the extra o’s in my “koi” would make him drive more sensibly.But it all fell on deaf ears. He replied,“arey tu tension mat le. Main drivergiri karta hoon par izzat se chalata hoon” .”ya..…right”, I said to myself. And there were further words of wisdom from him.”tujhe pata hai na main beech main activa se gir gaya tha. Bahut lagi thi. Jo insaan ek baar girta hai, vo vapas kabhi nahi girta. Isliye tension mat le”. Not sure whom he was trying to convince. Himself or me. I kept mum. All I was concerned was reaching home …..not in a dismantled condition.
And then came a driver’s delight! An open road,where he could speed up! And that was exactly what Aditya did. we were moving along the road when to my horror an Indica to our left took an abrupt right!
And bbang! Aditya lost control, but quickly tried to regain it; but not before we had rammed into a cyclewala 90 degrees sharp! The poor fellow was waiting at the divider to cross and there were vehicles flowing down the other lane in the opposite direction. The impact with the Indica was considerable, and if not for the cyclewala, we would have been in the other lane and I wouldn’t have been sitting here updating my blog!! The poor fello w(the cyclewala) fell on the road, not able to sustain the impact. We were lucky not to skid. I escaped with minor bruises. But was fairly ok. We pleaded a heartfelt sorry to the bloke on the cycle and moved on.Embarassed and scared. That was my mental status then. So was aditya; embarrassed, if not scared. Itried to remain calm, because I know it happens. Happens with the best of drivers. But it was funny to see the commuters in the bus which was passing by when the incident occurred. They were giggling. Asses.
I tried singing “masakali” for Aditya just to cheer him up. For the first time in life I had to ‘try’ to sing. I thought the accident would make him drive safely atleast now. But destiny had other plans.We found an empty lane again. He sped up again. We were driving right behind another bike….not that activa is a bike,but….….ya so we were driving behind ’a ’ bike. I had still not got over the previous impact. God knows what prompted the bikerboy to suddenly decelerate, but whatever it was, it could have so easily spelt dooms day for us. As I mentioned, we were moving right behind him and as soon as he decelerated something in me told me that this is it!!bye bye mom ,dad,sis…..and I closed my eyes. We could have so easily rammed into the bike from behind! But then again, a “genius” that aditya is ,he just managed to steer the activa away from the bike,just in the nick of time. But that still couldn’t prevent a slight impact with the bike. It could all have so easily gone wrong!! Now I was kind of scared ….very scared.but not embarrassed this time. Two near death experiences in a span of 10 mins!! “Aditya mere bhai, agar aaj tune mujhe ghar safely pahucha diya, to kal tujhe fls pilaaoonga canteen mein. Maa kasam!”, I exclaimed. This second impact was enough to make aditya curb hi ”dhoom” instincts. “yeh speed ka chaska bahut khatarnaak hota hai. Safely chalana chahiye” ,I started sounding like a self-help book. It was a calm ride after that. I finally reached where I had to, in entirety.we had a small discussion after that.he was lookin quite embarrassed, but I knew he wouldn’t give up his biker ways. I then headed back home, the thought of possible consequences still not out of the mind.
The shameless fellow still keeps asking for the FLS that i promised him. ;)
P.S.:I still wouldn't mind riding pillion behind Aditya. I believe he's good. It's just that we had a bad day :)
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