She gave a smile, as sweet as herself… I parked her on one side of the crossroads greet her. By then Rebel and Aali were also there. Few xchanges of hi and hellos.. and then came the ‘qayamat’ ka time. The time to start ma bike. She started but dint push off.. There was still much of H2o in the tank. My temper, which generally is kept in the freezer, suddenly was put on a hot plate. Eyes were looking for anything that can act like my favorite stuff of the day – screw driver… and a small hardware shop came to my rescue this time. Talli was all the time askin me, wat happened? wat happened? I said, the bike s not smooth on road, so have to do this.. (after so many days and months, I ws getting a chance to have a ride with a gurl on the bike and this is how it ws goin….) Somehow I managed to start off and she said, “wat yaar, ur bike s not running good??” (how embarrassing??? First time goin out and wat all….)
Few kilometers and again she jerked, and jerked violently, but I controlled and took her into a gas station, which had a small workshop. Some how I was finding good, friendly people throughout the day. Guys over there, after getting confused with what I demanded from them, gave me a screw driver, slightly larger in size. And I did it again – drained the h2o… by now I too had drained some of the water from my body… Topped up the tank full… and pushed off again…
Then it was a complete joyride… smooth..sloww… we chatted on the way to Diamonandani….
Smily was already waiting for 4 of us at one of the squares there… she ws (read ‘is’) looking extremely beautiful and gorgeous and fantabulous… Travelling for half an hour had raised the appetite in the deep valleyed bellys of the 3 females; so they took up to a fastfood joint and munched on something. I cud not get off my eyes from Smily…(this ws 1st time we were out 2gether… v all ver out 2gather)
It was then the time for the event of the day… GOKARTING… as I said earlier, it was burning the fuels as well as pockets… (though I don’t mind taking up such adventures once)… wow.. wat an experience… Rebel clocked the fastest laps amongst us… but Talli was the star attraction of the event – clocking the highest time ever in the history of the GOKARTING… breathtaking venture… corners – acceleration – brakes – cuts – overtakes – slopes – tyres – flags…
TP is what v guys ver good at. We slipped in another joint in the evening to munch on some snacks and smoke thru pipes.. and a lot of sharing happened over the table…
Smily invited us to her house for a while. My heart just bounced bounced…(at the back of the mind some1 ws screwing – screw driver – pls)… I asked Smily and Talli to push off in a rick and I shall follow with Rebel and Aali… Darkness ws trying to prevail all over… it ws just half way thru somever and my love again jerked – just while doing a slope… L and I asked them to push off ahead… I kicked & kicked & kicked & kicked… she wont start… Water was playing the game now… and no one stopped to help me out with wat I needed - a simple screw driver… not e1 ricks ver having that… hw do I do the slope; a long way to go… I might have done something with water in my last birth or some1 opened up my tank and put in a bucket of water in it… thots all over me in the darkest dark.. perspiring.. begging.. asking.. trying.. all for a screw driver... I wanted badly to go to her place – dint want to miss a single moment wit her…
And a scooter stopped behind me... he offered to push me and the bike up the slope… I was touched-moved-inspired by the selfless service offered by that service boy from PidzaHut… he pushed me up and then I rolled down for about half a kilometer to find a small garage. I found out a screw driver and did what I do best on that day – clearing water frm the tank… and rode as fast as I can to her place… all my stress-perspiration ws gone on seeing her… parked my love underneath the building and went upto her place – we 5 ver alone thr… I drank about a litre of water at one go and sat on the sofa just looking at her when others ver having some discussions… so nice-beautiful-soft…
But everything has a time to end up.. v had to leave – feeling not happy… just wished that I didn’t need anymore of screwing… but my bad luck isn’t that good.. she didn’t start… now where the hell will I find screw drive here??? Smily said, “I guess I have one in my house – Dad uses it sometimes for some work.” I asked her to give it.. and I did again the best… how much was still inside, I dint know.. so I asked Smily to leave the screw driver wit me and said, “I shall return this later on”. “Ok” was her sweet reply… fell flat on…
That later on has never ever come yet…
I pushed off 4m thr along wit Rebel and Aali..
That last screw driver, I think, had a magical effect on my love… she dint jerk or stop anyver till I braked it in my garage…
I still have that screw driver wit me as a memorabilia of Smily. It has made an emotional connect wit me.. I wont return it ever – I wowed.. it’s a sign of true and pure friendship between me and Smily…
My love gave me trouble that day..
But gave a sign of relationship that day..
But gave a sign of relationship that day..
