Everything went so smooth until the afternoon. Tea was ready before i had brushed my teeth, my lunch was prepared and served by mom instead of male hotel workers and i had plenty of tv channels to surf in search of charming smiles, bewitching eyes, sensational curves etc.
Sounds boring, isn't it ? Exactly the same were my feelings as i had no idea of the thrills and action coming up my way. We had almost reached the bus station and my brother lost control of the bike due to a surprise move of the rickshaw ahead of us. What an anticlimax - crashing down just seconds before landing ! Luckily we were not riding an aeroplane and i got only 3 red bruises which looked like bindis that indian women rarely wear now-a-days.
Anyway my immediate target was to get rid of my brother fast as i wanted to have a cigarette after about 18 hours. So i let him go back home without worrying about my injury.
Few minutes later, i was on the expressway to ahmedabad with too many conflicting thoughts racing through my mind - long term plans like the status of my carreer and pressure to get married. Include short term targets like what to do in the sunday evening and whether there is any job waiting for me on monday. Finally i gave up the exercise to solve this multi-variable equation and slept for an hour.
So I'm almost home ! After leaving my parents' home in Vadodara, it felt like a second homecoming ! I so wanted to pee in my own toilet with its door open but the fact that i had parked a scooter and not a helicoptor in the ST stand postponed the ritual !
Within minutes, of course after having my routine tea with a cigarette, i began driving back to my home which actually is more like a restroom between two working days ! Just a few seconds drive on the crowded rode and comes the bad omen - caught for not wearing helmet !
Sounds boring, isn't it ? Exactly the same were my feelings as i had no idea of the thrills and action coming up my way. We had almost reached the bus station and my brother lost control of the bike due to a surprise move of the rickshaw ahead of us. What an anticlimax - crashing down just seconds before landing ! Luckily we were not riding an aeroplane and i got only 3 red bruises which looked like bindis that indian women rarely wear now-a-days.
Anyway my immediate target was to get rid of my brother fast as i wanted to have a cigarette after about 18 hours. So i let him go back home without worrying about my injury.
Few minutes later, i was on the expressway to ahmedabad with too many conflicting thoughts racing through my mind - long term plans like the status of my carreer and pressure to get married. Include short term targets like what to do in the sunday evening and whether there is any job waiting for me on monday. Finally i gave up the exercise to solve this multi-variable equation and slept for an hour.
So I'm almost home ! After leaving my parents' home in Vadodara, it felt like a second homecoming ! I so wanted to pee in my own toilet with its door open but the fact that i had parked a scooter and not a helicoptor in the ST stand postponed the ritual !
Within minutes, of course after having my routine tea with a cigarette, i began driving back to my home which actually is more like a restroom between two working days ! Just a few seconds drive on the crowded rode and comes the bad omen - caught for not wearing helmet !
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