I hope that even my enemy wouldn’t have to go through, wot we went through on new years eve. It was so bad that it can give SHAME a run for its money. Seriously I have begun to hate the word “new year” now. So every time I get a sms wishin me a new year I feel like replying Go Fuck urself. .
I have just reached home after this wretched day finally got over n m compelled to write about wot exactly happened before going to sleep.
The day started off pretty well. We had already bought the passes for the new years eve of a DISC. “A” came back from work by about 7 n we decided to meet by 7 30. And also I had arranged for a camera also to celebrate this mega event. She got ready only by 8 30 (women never get ready on time) n although it was a bit early we decided to go to the disc since there would be lot of traffic, N it was true there was hell of a traffic on juhu road. so we were chatting n catchin up the week that she spent in nagpur n I spent in pune n during that time when we missed n past by the Disc, we had no idea. And above all the days on today there was a huge police “bandobast” making the fucking road a one way. So I couldn’t take a U. and go back n due to this conversion there was double the traffic.
A brief history about my car.
Nick name: my first love, my lil baby.
It is 3 years old.
Excellent running condition, clocked 25000 kms without single hiccup.(excluding those times it ran out of fuel due to my restrictions on pocket money)
Been serviced and pampered on regular intervals.
Of all the days it could have broken down, sadly it chose today. Yes, the day she chose to betray me was gonna be today. The day, when I had anticipated the most fun in my entire life. The day, which A had made a whopping investment too.
So all of a sudden in middle of the traffic, it stalled. A said “wot happn”. Me coolly, “nothing must have left the clutch early”. Then the time that I had was the most horrible I ever had n it made me realize how helpless those people must have been whose car breaks down in the middle of the road n I honk shamelessly at it n give a dirty look when I pass by the owner as if to say ”Asshole, u cant take care of ur car also”.
Somehow there was some ballon guys n they willingly helped me to push the car to the side (thank u guys for saving me from more embarrassment)
And then for full fifteen mins I tried to start the car but to no vain. My first reaction was the engine must have over heated or either the battery water must be low. A was getting frustrated, wot Is happening, tell me?. If I knew wouldn’t I fix it. There were some cops also over there, so I asked them can I get a mechanic, they laughed at me sayin today of all days n at this time, get lost the cars gonna get towed u collect it from andheri 2morow morning n if u don’t it would be sent to impounding.
Somehow by pleading I pataoed him that I will bring the mechanic please don’t tow it. He agreed n we took a ric n went back to the disc. We reached about 10 n still there was no sign of crowd. We were thinking did we make a right choice by coming here n I was fantasizing the whole night we too would be dancing in the moonlight (disco light) alone. People started pouring in after 11 n it was jam packed in few mins. The food was pretty descent n there was unlimited booze n cold drink, but since I don’t drink hard drinks n I had a sore throat I couldn’t have neither. The only thing we both didn’t like was the DJ played all hindi songs. Then came the count down, n the calls started pouring in.
Even though we were inside the disc my whole mind was on my car n A also knew that. I still couldn’t believe that it gave up on me today of all days n it might not be even there till this party gets over n then how will I go home, cuz I cant crash at A’s house which was the nearest n above all wot would I say to my parents.
So after dinner, A suggested that we go back to the site n see whether the car is still there n lets hope the car starts this time, thinking it may have cooled down n then come back 2 the disc in either case. Although the car didn’t get towed but sadly it didn’t start. When we were taking the Rick back to the disc I casually asked the rick guy, does he know any mechanic, he said ya, but he will have to wake him up. I said please do, cuz I cant go home without my car.
So we woke him up n took him back to the site. First he said, battery is dead. So After connecting secondary battery, a huge smoke came out. He said there is short circuit in the wiring n ur lucky that ur car didn’t catch fire n he said that he can take the car back to the garage n give me back in the morning. But A was totally against it saying, u can’t trust this guys, wot if he says 2morow that he doesn’t recognize me. I had no choice to trust this guy, so somehow I silenced A.
But before giving the car keys I noticed the” upper headlight” light on the dashboard was on, in spite the car totally switched off. When I told him this, he did something n hot wired the car n when we pushed, the fucking thing started. “Genius” man he was. But there was only one glitch, every time the car stalled or was switched off it had to be pushed n started, this meant that we couldn’t go back to the disc. When I told this to A, she was mighty disappointed n almost started crying. I consoled her somehow n we decided to go back home after dropping the mechanic to his place.
Now this guy said, since I didn’t no the road, so let him drive. I said ok, n gave him the keys. He knew all the short cuts n he was extra excited or something to get home n he jumped on a wrong lane n there greeted us 7 fucking PANDU’s (read traffic cops). “Ghey sidela tujya mila”. Man this was scary I couldn’t believe this was happening after everything.. When the mechanic was asked for his license, he said he had left it at home, this angered them even more n they straight forward started tearing a receipt of 800 bucks.
It took fifteen mins of pleading on part of him to reduce the rate to 600 which by the way none of us had. So I joined n after 20 mins more the rate was reduced to fucking 300 bucks. Now this whole scene was too much and embarrassing for A n she started crying. N once she gets like this it’s very hard for me to make her come back to normal. No amount of coaxing n soothing can change tat.
I couldn’t even shout at the driver cuz at least we could go home because of him. Finally I dropped him off at his place n then dropped A back to her place. She was so angry by now that she said “don’t call me even if u don reach home now”. I know her well by now so I didn’t take it seriously. A now thinks that we are jinxed and the year has only started off so bad, what can be expected of the coming year. But as expected she messaged me after some time asking me about my whereabouts. Thankfully I reached home safely without further more twists.
The only positive I can take of this day, that when the car broke down it was still 2005, n I 2006 made me reach home safely. Nahi to imagine the first day of the year gone In running from pillar to post for my car. Now I have started to hate my car so bad that I don think that m ever gonna repair it also. I still can’t believe that at one point I gave it more importance than a real person.
I have just reached home after this wretched day finally got over n m compelled to write about wot exactly happened before going to sleep.
The day started off pretty well. We had already bought the passes for the new years eve of a DISC. “A” came back from work by about 7 n we decided to meet by 7 30. And also I had arranged for a camera also to celebrate this mega event. She got ready only by 8 30 (women never get ready on time) n although it was a bit early we decided to go to the disc since there would be lot of traffic, N it was true there was hell of a traffic on juhu road. so we were chatting n catchin up the week that she spent in nagpur n I spent in pune n during that time when we missed n past by the Disc, we had no idea. And above all the days on today there was a huge police “bandobast” making the fucking road a one way. So I couldn’t take a U. and go back n due to this conversion there was double the traffic.
A brief history about my car.
Nick name: my first love, my lil baby.
It is 3 years old.
Excellent running condition, clocked 25000 kms without single hiccup.(excluding those times it ran out of fuel due to my restrictions on pocket money)
Been serviced and pampered on regular intervals.
Of all the days it could have broken down, sadly it chose today. Yes, the day she chose to betray me was gonna be today. The day, when I had anticipated the most fun in my entire life. The day, which A had made a whopping investment too.
So all of a sudden in middle of the traffic, it stalled. A said “wot happn”. Me coolly, “nothing must have left the clutch early”. Then the time that I had was the most horrible I ever had n it made me realize how helpless those people must have been whose car breaks down in the middle of the road n I honk shamelessly at it n give a dirty look when I pass by the owner as if to say ”Asshole, u cant take care of ur car also”.
Somehow there was some ballon guys n they willingly helped me to push the car to the side (thank u guys for saving me from more embarrassment)
And then for full fifteen mins I tried to start the car but to no vain. My first reaction was the engine must have over heated or either the battery water must be low. A was getting frustrated, wot Is happening, tell me?. If I knew wouldn’t I fix it. There were some cops also over there, so I asked them can I get a mechanic, they laughed at me sayin today of all days n at this time, get lost the cars gonna get towed u collect it from andheri 2morow morning n if u don’t it would be sent to impounding.
Somehow by pleading I pataoed him that I will bring the mechanic please don’t tow it. He agreed n we took a ric n went back to the disc. We reached about 10 n still there was no sign of crowd. We were thinking did we make a right choice by coming here n I was fantasizing the whole night we too would be dancing in the moonlight (disco light) alone. People started pouring in after 11 n it was jam packed in few mins. The food was pretty descent n there was unlimited booze n cold drink, but since I don’t drink hard drinks n I had a sore throat I couldn’t have neither. The only thing we both didn’t like was the DJ played all hindi songs. Then came the count down, n the calls started pouring in.
Even though we were inside the disc my whole mind was on my car n A also knew that. I still couldn’t believe that it gave up on me today of all days n it might not be even there till this party gets over n then how will I go home, cuz I cant crash at A’s house which was the nearest n above all wot would I say to my parents.
So after dinner, A suggested that we go back to the site n see whether the car is still there n lets hope the car starts this time, thinking it may have cooled down n then come back 2 the disc in either case. Although the car didn’t get towed but sadly it didn’t start. When we were taking the Rick back to the disc I casually asked the rick guy, does he know any mechanic, he said ya, but he will have to wake him up. I said please do, cuz I cant go home without my car.
So we woke him up n took him back to the site. First he said, battery is dead. So After connecting secondary battery, a huge smoke came out. He said there is short circuit in the wiring n ur lucky that ur car didn’t catch fire n he said that he can take the car back to the garage n give me back in the morning. But A was totally against it saying, u can’t trust this guys, wot if he says 2morow that he doesn’t recognize me. I had no choice to trust this guy, so somehow I silenced A.
But before giving the car keys I noticed the” upper headlight” light on the dashboard was on, in spite the car totally switched off. When I told him this, he did something n hot wired the car n when we pushed, the fucking thing started. “Genius” man he was. But there was only one glitch, every time the car stalled or was switched off it had to be pushed n started, this meant that we couldn’t go back to the disc. When I told this to A, she was mighty disappointed n almost started crying. I consoled her somehow n we decided to go back home after dropping the mechanic to his place.
Now this guy said, since I didn’t no the road, so let him drive. I said ok, n gave him the keys. He knew all the short cuts n he was extra excited or something to get home n he jumped on a wrong lane n there greeted us 7 fucking PANDU’s (read traffic cops). “Ghey sidela tujya mila”. Man this was scary I couldn’t believe this was happening after everything.. When the mechanic was asked for his license, he said he had left it at home, this angered them even more n they straight forward started tearing a receipt of 800 bucks.
It took fifteen mins of pleading on part of him to reduce the rate to 600 which by the way none of us had. So I joined n after 20 mins more the rate was reduced to fucking 300 bucks. Now this whole scene was too much and embarrassing for A n she started crying. N once she gets like this it’s very hard for me to make her come back to normal. No amount of coaxing n soothing can change tat.
I couldn’t even shout at the driver cuz at least we could go home because of him. Finally I dropped him off at his place n then dropped A back to her place. She was so angry by now that she said “don’t call me even if u don reach home now”. I know her well by now so I didn’t take it seriously. A now thinks that we are jinxed and the year has only started off so bad, what can be expected of the coming year. But as expected she messaged me after some time asking me about my whereabouts. Thankfully I reached home safely without further more twists.
The only positive I can take of this day, that when the car broke down it was still 2005, n I 2006 made me reach home safely. Nahi to imagine the first day of the year gone In running from pillar to post for my car. Now I have started to hate my car so bad that I don think that m ever gonna repair it also. I still can’t believe that at one point I gave it more importance than a real person.
