The question is answered

The question asked in this entry was finally answered last night. In a very gruesome way :-(.

Ravindra called up last evening, just as I got out of the shower. He said that he was at Shankar's, and wanted to invite me for his sister's wedding. He asked me whether I wanted him to come home, or whether I would to there. I was planning to go out anyway, so I told him that I would meet him at Shankar's place.

Shankar's place, met Shankar, Ravindra and Santhosh. Had a nice time, talking about things, general chit chat, etc. After a while, we all left for Kishan's house. When we reached there, we found him playing cricket in his front compound. Now, that might not sound very strange, but you have to see his compound to know why I mentioned this: ITS TOO DAMN SMALL TO PLAY CRICKET!! Still we had a jolly good time playing cricket, nearly breaking his window and flower pots and causing a lot of nuisance to his neighbors till 10:30 pm :-D.

After cricket, Shankar and me went to the non-veg restaurant (I forgot the name) near my old house to eat some Tandoori chicken. I had parked Blurr outside. After a while, we heard a loud noise, like that of a vehicle falling and glass breaking. Rushed out to see this gruesome scene: Blurr was standing the way she was when I left her, only there was a scooter leaning against her, with its handle inside the fairing :-((.

The scooter owner was drunk and didnt park it properly. I asked him, what he planned to do about the broken fairing. I told him myself that the fairing was cracked a bit before itself, but it wasnt so bad that it needed replacement. The guy said, that he would do something about it. Then his brother came - a short but fat guy, smelling of alcohol. He blabbered a lot, in a loud voice, creating a scene. The gist of all the bullshit he told me, was that he would replace the broken piece of the fairing, but not an original Bajaj fairing, some local shit! I was in no mood to argue with the guy, and I knew very well that he wouldnt replace the fairing, so I just walked away. I will change the fairing by myself; the drunk bastard can shove his money up his fat ass.

The worst thing about the whole incident was that I had ridden my bike for more than 500kms in the morning, and nothing had happened. I parked it for a few minutes, and damages worth 1000 bucks happen :-(. These are really the worst days of my life.

I dread asking this question, but I'd really like to know: WHAT NEXT??