Today I completed driving 25K km in my Santro. It took me 15 months and its been a long journey, well, 25000 kilometres exactly. Each and every mile has been a memorable one and shall not be forgotten. For, this is the car which was brave enough to accept me as a driver and train me through these treacherous paths of Delhi. This is the car which got bruised and battered a few times but never complained back. This is the car which was there with me through those dusty summer days, cold windy nights, those rainy thunderstorms, always protecting me and keeping me safe. LORD I PRAY to thee to bestow all the powers in the universe upon my super car and ... ok.. ok...I think I took it too far.
Anyways, there are a few....hmmmm... entities without whom this feat wouldn't have been possible. Firstly, I would like to take this oppurtunity to thank the engine of my car for being with me through thick and thin, always roaring in all its glory and maintaining its dignity along the way. I would also like to thank my cushioned seats and the shockers for making my rides so comfortable as if I had been sailing through the clouds. I would also like to acknowledge the floor mounted gear lever of my car for always providing me smooth transmission like hot knife through a butter. A special thanks goes to the braking system for stopping me from going on the wrong path. My thanks to the head lights an rear lights for showing me the path through those stormy dark nights. Last, but not the least, my sincere thanks to all my fellow riders who had the courage and confidence to sit beside me as I drove this beauty with the connoisseur's pananche.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
A profitable deal, indeed
Last week I went to local saturday market to buy some fresh fruits. It didn't take me long to purchase some mangoes, apples and litchi. But, I was in the mood for a long walk so I marched forward further into the market. As usual it was really crowded. Fruits & vegatable sellers were shouting out to the customers. People were busy striking a good deal. There were clothes, kitchen stuff, toys, junk food and what not.
Amongst all this hustle-bustle I noticed an old man sitting along side a fruit seller on the ground with few stacks of old magazines spread in front of him. He was skinny and old. He wasn't shouting out to customers like others. He was just sitting there motionless in the dim light of his laal tane. I could see some comics lying there in that faint light. As I child I used to read a lot of comics of chacha chaudhary & sabu, super commando dhruv, bankelal and numerous others. This spread of comics brought back the nostalgic memories and I decided to have a look. I started browsing through the entire lot. All this while I felt as if the old man was looking at me praying to god that I should find something of my interest and buy it.
After ten minutes of searching I found five comics of my interest. I asked the old man "paanch ka kitna hua" to which he promptly replied "chalis rupeey". I took out the 50 rupee note and handed it to him. For a moment I could see that he almost got a little worried and said " aapke paas khulle nahin hain kya". He asked his neighbouring fruit seller for change and in return got back a flat cold "nahin" as the answer.
He looked helpless as though he was about to loose a big treasure. He asked me to take another comic as he did'nt have the change. I had already checked out all the comics and I knew browsing again would just be in vain. I told him "baba aap rakh lijeye. Main next time aa ke ek aur comic le jaounga". Instantly, the worried look was gone from his face and he raised the fifty rupee note to touch it on his left eye then right eye,and kept it in his pocket. With a blissful
smile on his face he said "jeetey raho beta".
Amongst all this hustle-bustle I noticed an old man sitting along side a fruit seller on the ground with few stacks of old magazines spread in front of him. He was skinny and old. He wasn't shouting out to customers like others. He was just sitting there motionless in the dim light of his laal tane. I could see some comics lying there in that faint light. As I child I used to read a lot of comics of chacha chaudhary & sabu, super commando dhruv, bankelal and numerous others. This spread of comics brought back the nostalgic memories and I decided to have a look. I started browsing through the entire lot. All this while I felt as if the old man was looking at me praying to god that I should find something of my interest and buy it.
After ten minutes of searching I found five comics of my interest. I asked the old man "paanch ka kitna hua" to which he promptly replied "chalis rupeey". I took out the 50 rupee note and handed it to him. For a moment I could see that he almost got a little worried and said " aapke paas khulle nahin hain kya". He asked his neighbouring fruit seller for change and in return got back a flat cold "nahin" as the answer.
He looked helpless as though he was about to loose a big treasure. He asked me to take another comic as he did'nt have the change. I had already checked out all the comics and I knew browsing again would just be in vain. I told him "baba aap rakh lijeye. Main next time aa ke ek aur comic le jaounga". Instantly, the worried look was gone from his face and he raised the fifty rupee note to touch it on his left eye then right eye,and kept it in his pocket. With a blissful
smile on his face he said "jeetey raho beta".
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