A reminder ...

This is not the first time. It's has been repeating. Not history. It's my bike.

Today, I thought of calling a taxi to visit some one. I wanted to buy a nice gift so, plan differently, got on to my scooty. On the way from Hui sing to choice, I saw police bikes and cars with a siren. The police on the patrol, waved his left hand in a more dramatic way, like Kings and Gods do. I was wondering where could they have possibly learnt to wave like that. And the bike was approaching. Guess what, my helmet was hanging in the handle. Goodness, I escaped.

I guess, it could possibly be some Minister visiting another VIP. Back home, the routes would be  blocked, traffic would be hectic, and it would take at least 1 hour to clear. Not easy.

Almost reaching Kamdar, my scooty got stuck and came to a complete stop. I didn't take much to time to think of my next move, but left my scooty at Kamdar, walked up to Choice,  the only shop opened, bought a nice chocolate basket, got into a taxi and vanished.

I was dropped back home. After a half an hour rest, I started to rescue my vehicle. I walked up to Kamdar via choice. It refused to cooperate. I was pushing for some time while wondering if I could call Mo for help. But, being valentine's day, I assumed he would be celebrating.

I was pushing all the while to the petrol station, filled up the tank and refilled oil. I thought it was running out of fuel. Nothing helped me. Almost reaching home, I chanced upon by a student. He tried for his part, after seeing the stubbornness of the scooty, he asked if he could help me in getting the bike home. I gently refused. Well, I appreciated his help. Unlike some so called friends who could not be bothered at all. A friend of mine was about to visit me sometime in the past, and I told him that I got stuck up with my bike. I was on the middle of the road, not knowing what to do. Well, he called after almost 1 hour to find out. Of course, he couldn't care less. Cold. Well, our actions are reflections of our behaviour and the amount of care we show to one another. A sign of human behaviour.

On the way, I stopped in a place, and starting munching pea nuts leaning on a post. It was on the road. Passers by were had a curious look. There was a man who gave a me weird look. He would have probably thought what is this weird woman doing? Perception. I am sure none of us is weird

So, I ended up walking a lot more yesterday and the only problem is my right hand and shoulder. Cannot lift. Its swollen.

Every time it happens, I remind myself of few things: 1) using a taxi - incredibly not possible all the time. 2) getting help from friend - its totally against my principle. 3) change my commuter - to car. Sounds so good, but I enjoy more when I am sitting next to the driver seat. What to do?

Perhaps I should get a car with an expensive driver;) ! did you get what I mean?