This post is about what transpired at a petrol pump in Punjabi Bagh, concerning me, mera dost and a fat lady, while I was driving my friends swift, when? You guessed it, yesterday.
Okay, due to certain events that happened ,see here, I really couldn’t drive a lot, and yesterday I just felt like driving around, so laying waste to my friends demands of going to some pub (I mean he actually suggested Bacchus !! Bacchus = cheapest place I know which can also pass of as a brothel), I decided just to drive around. Okay I guess ill fast forward through the part in which I’m supposed to describe the lush green meadows and the scenery and tell you about the incident.
Okay the scene of the crime was a petrol pump ( you wouldn’t have guessed would you?) there was a couple (so as to speak) which had just gotten off from a scooter and were using the i-don’t-know-what-its-called in front me. The guy was ummm, I don’t even remember what he was like that just shows that he was a part of the nameless and faceless millions but the female was HUGE, I mean the largest individual I have ever come across ever!! Anyways my amigo noticed,
HIM: Aunty you have quite a child!!
MOM: Why what happened?
ME: Nothing maa, he just means to say that I can drive well.
HIM: Haan haan, hitting pedestrians does qualify as driving nicely!
ME: ( I give up at this point of time and leave, praying that he doesn’t relay too much to mother dearest)
15 minutes later I am confronted by dad. This is what I hate about Sundays, I mean parents are everywhere!! Trust me he didn’t see humor anywhere, I mean what was an innocent nudge at 2 km/hr which wouldn’t even hurt a fly was made to look like an attempt to murder!! Dad went on and on about how I was actually a danger to those around me, and how the next thing I know I might be involved in random street killings. All in all he made me feel like a rapist, and it wasn’t over there, dad drove me to that bastard’s place to give back the 1000 bucks, I didn’t even attempt to ask him is I could drive!
The worst part here is that I can kiss the Fabia I was supposed to get college first year goodbye!! Lesson learnt, next time you do what your friend dared you to do, just don’t bring him home!!
All in all just another day with me and my luck