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When I was a small boy, I
thought the cycle handled
skate board is actually
called scoot-tee but I only
realized that was wrong when
I saw Priyanka chopra in T.v.
advertisements calling
herself “Scouttee gal” and
instantly confessed “man I
was wrong!”. And I must call
the boy who got chance to
take a ride with my favorite
Bollywood chick; a lucky
one. I also happened to be
lucky yesterday, just
yesterday….
Might sound funny; staying
in PKR, I never before had
taken a ride on a scouttee.
"A 18 years old boy, never
experienced a ride????",
cool... but people can’t
tease me now onwards coz
some days back, I got a ride
in a scouttee. shall I
repeat again? ?I – got – a –
ride!!!!!!!!
I didn’t have time to see
its brand but I know it was
pink colored panther coz,
the gal who gave me a ride
was wearing pink T-Shirt and
I know she is damn fashion
conscious. And I swear I
didn’t look at the bike’s
color but I can bet people
it was pink!!!!
Let me start the story now.
on that very day,I was
waiting ;sheltered under the
roof of a shop in
Mahendrapool for my
microbus- the most expensive
vehicle ,which I always was
proud to ride in. It was
down pouring and the bus
hadn’t appeared for he last
½ hrs. The clouds were
slowly running in of rain
and I knew I was always
lucky when it rained, and at
that very moment the
luckiest thing that I could
expect was arrival of my
microbus .yeah, you know
?when if rained I used to
win the gamble during Tihar/
Dashain. And where was I?..
Yes, then luckily the bus
did appear but there was not
only Mr. lucky to ride it
but a long line of
passengers running towards
the bus as if they were
going to torch it up. They
didn’t even let the
passengers inside to get
out. I was literally a hero,
trying to wait until all got
up. when I was about to get
inside , suddenly I heard a
soft voice calling me from
back-" Aashish!!1”. I
rotated my hindge and axle
bone to see whose that sweet
bird like voice really
was. Oh no, I could see
nobody..and I was wetting
myself up while waiting for
that vioce to call me again.
And suddenly my great
expectations and quest were
fulfilled by a figure with
helmet on her head (her
figure confirmed that she
was a girl). I tired to take
a wiser, shrewder and
bolder look, enlarged my eye
balls and lifted my eye
lids up like curtain of
theatre but couldn’t
recognize her. I was running
out of time and damn!! she
waved me again.And I was
real confident this time
that she was waving towards
me,to me. but I wasn't dat
sure whether really she
knew me.So, I went nearer
and approached her but
s**t!!.... the conductor
shouted for the last time
‘"la manipal gayoooo….!!” .Bhagawan!!
mero bus!!!.
Now, starts the chemistry
I told u earlier,em lucky
when it rains...
I was in a state of anger,
regret, and excitement as
well as abso-f**kin-lute-ly
curious to see her helmet
being kicked the hell out of
her face. Who was she????
May be she knew my patience
was gr8 .Now, she slowly
lifted her hands, I could
see her hands ha, umh, a
bracelet, a cute watch and
oh no!! aabuai.. a ring on
her forefinger!! S**t!! I
knew she must be somebody
elder then me, means she was
not my classmate. And, I
knew nobody from my
relatives with a pink
scouttee. Then I took my
eyes towards her (shall I
tell?), towards her chest
(not with a negative sense)
to see her t-shirt actually,
"A pink T-shirt with big
white letters BABE"- oh my
god, I know this, I've seen
this t-shirt bumping up and
down in air, in a scooter.
I've seen this t-shirt in my
neighboring roads. I've seen
this t-shirt while going for
evening walk. Oh, she is my
neighboring girl, the girl
next door.- Ria (I call
re-yeah) My dream girl !!!
(And people, she was 6
months younger than me).Now
my patience couldn't wait. I
couldn't even imagine how
she knew my name and the
greatest question and
mystery as well- "why she
called me?" and I thought
this all in just a few
seconds….
Where was I? Ah, she lifted
her hands. Then her long,
smooth fingers pressed the
helmet ,I didn't notice the
color of the halmet(but I
bet u again that it was
pink) coz, I'd fixed my eyes
curiously on the glass. I
knew the helmet's glass is
always transparent but it
was all wet and
translucent.Dmmmit!1
suddenly, THE THING happened
that I'd never dreamt of…………
She took off her helmet and
she flipped her hair in the
air. Oh my dearest God, the
water drops from her hair
smashed my face, softly. Ah,
I could smell 'hair and
shoulder'- (if I am not
mistaken ,coz i've never
used shampoo in my life
except few times when my sis
forgot nd left her shampoo
in the bathroom ) in those
drops. Then, she showed her
beautiful face that made me
numb. "Hey, Aashish!"- She
told as softly as she had
called be before but in a
smaller volume (may be I
heared it small coz,
I hadn't still believed what
really was happening on the
earth. God!!! )
She waved and repeated "Aashish,
k vayo?"
"Ah, nothing Ria"- I told
without blinking.
"Huh, u know my name, oh I
am amazed."
"Yeah, pushpa told me"- I
told and added-"I missed my
bus. Why did you call me?"(I
sounded a bit rude na?)
"Sorry, plz, sorry k. I'd a
work with you."
"Meah?"- I pointed towards
my poor wet shirt on my
v-shaped chest.
"Yeah, work nai ta hoina but
listen, I have my b'day
partee tomorrow, no
no... day after tomorrow, so
I just wanted to invite you,
but didn't know your cell
no., Will u mind givin it
ra?…I mean…."
That was all just what I
wanted. What didn't I do to
get her cell number?her
e-mail add/s at least? But
now….?
"I gave her out-
980656694**(security reason)
"Mine is ….." She was
telling and I told "yeah, I
have."
"what? kasari? Ho ra? Feri
ph. nai gardinau tamile."
I didn't know why she was
telling that instead of
getting angry. And what
she told made me pretty sure
that I was still dreaming...kiddin(I
know I deserved that..hehe)
"Aashish, shopping garnu
chha, aba sangai mero
scouttee man jane ho. plz,
no navana la."
I tried to sound bold and
told "okie"- but I knew it
was still soft. I was
gaining confidence now ….
So, we went to Niva, UFO-the
clothing store, Archies-(I
choosed out some romantic
CDS for her and finally to
Kundali Café and
restaurant".
It was already 6:30 pm when
we were in Kundali café.
Frankly I was there for the
3rd time (2 times before
with my family), I knew it
was expensive so we guys (if
had to) gathered at a small
momo shop or somewhere else.
(If u-the readers are
girls,listen-"Budget matters
a lot for boys!!!")
The waiter came. "Mam,
tapain lai k? plz, may I
serve?"
"Aashish, k line timi rojana
na plz"-she told.
"Wah, you plz, ladies
first"- I told, trying to be
like a real man.
She ordered coffee (2), and
pizza (2) and 1 hot
chocolate. I knew, when guys
talked about dating, they
always paid but I had no
idea about that. I tired to
check out the menu and see
the rate in a brilliant way,
so that she wouldn't notice.
Ah, coffee (25+25)=50 +
pizza (300) and (40)=umh,
50+300+40=…I was calculating
when she suddenly said- "
Aashish, you are really good
at making choices. You know,
maile ta tyo pink ra black
ma kun kinam vanera tension
vako thiyo but you helped me
out with black. I've kati
dherai pink only k !!!
"Yeah, I know "- I told and
later realized what blunder
I had made.
For a minute she didn't say
anything and that again gave
me chance to
calculate=300+50+50=400,
hoina 40 ho hotchoc ko..so,
300+50+40=340, and I knew
I'd a 500rupees bill that my
sister had given me for a
recharge card for her
voracious cell phone.
We talked and chatted and
she asked me a lot of stuffs
'bout me and 'bout my
college, my hobbies,
interests, favorite things
,celebrities and this and
that. She sounded a bit
talkative but I knew she
wasn't like this with other
boys but I'd always the
tension manadela in my mind
about what reason I would
give my sister, about her
500 ruppee bill? You know
once there when ria asked "Whats
your lucky no.?",I replied
"500"- oh, tongue slip"10"-
I corrected instantly. Then
ria begged an excuse for
going out for powdering her
nose and that was an
opportunity for checking the
menu again, 300+50+40=390,
yah, its 390, 390 nai ho.
After we finished I bravely
called the waiter ,opened my
wallet and took out a 500
ruppee bill and told
boldly-" 210 timi nai tips
rakha."
And the waiter told "mam, le
nai tips pani, bill pani
againai……"-oh no, she had
already paid and I must call
that pen-slip coz it should
have been "oh, yes"(frankly).
I tried to pretend and told
a bit coldly" Ria, kina
tireko? ma tirthee ni….!"
And she tried to
explain-"sorry, but it was
me who brought u here na?."(but
ppl I realise now that it
was her 1st date too,woo...I
gat 1st hand)...
Next we went to her scottee and
passed across the mero
mobile recharge card shop. I
knew ria was smart so I
didn't utilize my sister's
500 properly and I wasn't
worried about making next
excuse……
Then, the most awaited
moment came. She started the
scootee, put her helmet on
her head and stupid!!!, the
traffic came to ask for
parking charge. I gave him
out a 5ruppee bill that I'd
kept for the microbus and
she told. "Aashish, la basa..."
Oh, my god, scouttee and me?
I was excited, more excited
then paragliding or bunjee
jumping. "The scootee gal"
rotated her accelerator and
the scoottee went off……dhoo
dhoo dhoo...
It wasn't raining. She was a
good biker (and I wished she
wasn't.) She was riding fast
and told softly" Aashish,
malai beskari…." but the
wind carried the last
word away. She was smelling
good , ummh, jasmine I guess
(plz, take me positively)
and I wished time and again
that she was a bad rider……
I was proud ,prouder than
anybody to get a ride. I
turned my head to check if
there were any guys on the
way who would envy me and if
I could wave them any
"satire –hands"… but I saw
nobody. I was also aware if
someone from my relatives
would see me. But what? I
haven't done any evil thing
… I m just taking a lift.
my,our house was coming
nearer and nearer. I wish I
could puncture the tyre. But
I know I'd to go house
anyways.Ah,it arrived and i
knew it had to.
She pressed the brakes. I
got off and waved her
but her scouttee's wheels
did't go on. She wanted to
talk to me.
"Jasari ni au hei."
"kaha?"-I pretended.
"B'day ma. Ghar mai ho I'll
phone you again for the
time."
"I've seen your home"-I
confessed my guilt.
"And, no gifts okey."
"Ah, will you plz come to me
with your scouttee on that
day"-I changed my topic.
"Okey, its my pleasure"-she
replied seriously though she
knew I was joking.
Again I was about to go when
she took her helmet off . I
knew she wanted to extend
our talk. I was aware of
other pedestrians around
and 'bout what they had
been thinkin'? at the same
time, my sister appeared
from nowhere and told "Ria
dd , you know my bro!?"
Oh, no, I whished she would
not speak a word more now
but she added " Dai , maile
dieyeko 505 le recharge card
layunu vo?"
"oh, no !!!!"- I pretended,
and added in a bit louder
voice so that ria would hear
me "maile pani mero afnoo
500 ko note dekhda kasto na
samjeko?"
Meanwhile ria waved us good
bye and kissed my
sister, ONLY MY SISTER!!!…..
After we went home and my
sister told "Tapain ko na
vayeko 500 rupees kasari
aayo?"
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