14-02-2019, 12:46 PM
Me: Oh really! Where?
I actually didn’t mind he calling me “Madam” as I was already used to it in the ashram and in any case he was younger than me and this word automatically earned respect for me and simultaneously helped to keep the “decent” distance. I didn’t want to allow too much space for him at first go. His voice was indeed loud and full, quite manly and since his pronunciation was with that typical Punjabi accent, it truly made whatever he spoke more likable!
Harpal: I do not exactly remember the name of the road, but it’s in Sastrinagar…
Me: Oh I see. I stay near the ghats.
Harpal: Umm… the McDonald’s is there… naa…
I was taken aback… as I knew very little about Varanasi, but this guy seemed to have quite some knowledge. I had to change the track to save myself!
Me: Yes that’s a very popular and crowded place … I do not actually prefer that… Har… Harpp… I mean… can I call you by name?
I asked as sweetly as possible to grab his full attention.
Harpal: Ye… yes, yes Madam… why not!
Me: Okay thanks. I am… I feel I am having a little problem about assessing how long to drive on a particular gear?
Harpal: Oh that’s easy Madam… your target should always be to get to the higher gear as soon as possible… provided you can see empty road ahead… so you can just speed up the car to a decent speed in second gear and steady it in third gear.
Me: Okay… okay. Now I get it. Mahesh did ask me to practice in third gear…
Harpal: Right!
Me: Shall I go straight? (There was a crossing ahead.)
Harpal: No Madam… take the left turn… the road is slightly twisty there and you can have a better practice on that sort of a road.
As he said I noticed that he was constantly stealing glances of my T-shirt-covered protruding boobies from the corner of his eyes. I smiled within myself and honestly felt a bit haughty seeing the reaction of this young male.
Me: Eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii……
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeccccccccccchhhhhhhh hh!!!
Our car halted suddenly because as I took the turn to the left we almost stumbled upon a big buffalo who was loitering on the road! Harpal was brisk enough to grab my right leg and placed it on the brakes and saved the situation extremely hastily. I honestly took a few seconds to realize the whole thing.
Me: Ufff! Thanks….
Harpal: Its okay madam… nothing to thank… I am here to help you only! But… but you ought to have slowed down before any turn…
Me: Actually there was no traffic in this road … so I thought… I mean…
As we looked at each other and exchanged smiles the buffalo left the road and I could feel Harpal’s warm palm still gripping my thigh flesh (just above my knee) over my dress. I had to look down at his hand as I was just beginning to feel uncomfortable!
Harpal: Oh! Sorry Madam… (he readily shifted his hand off my right thigh) …actually it happened so quickly (smile)…
Me: It’s okay!
I tried to restart the engine in order to move forward again, but surprisingly the engine was silent! I tried again and failed and looked questionably at Harpal.
Harpal: What happened Madam?
Me: Arre… it won’t start!
Harpal: Par abhi to thik tha!
Me: You see naa…
Harpal now started igniting the car engine, but he also failed.
Hrapal: Strange! Just a minute Madam… let me check…
He quickly got down and opened the bonnet. I wondered what could have happened!
Harpal: Oho…. My mistake… chuk… chuk…
I could no longer sit idle and was keen to inspect what had happened. I alighted from the car and quickly checking the waistband (backside) of my legging with my fingers just to ensure that my panty was not exposed over that, and then quickly moved towards the open bonnet.
Harpal: Chuk… chuk… Dearth of water Madam… I should have checked that…
Small curls of smoke were coming out of the engine and Harpal was holding onto a plug like thing inside the engine area with a piece of cloth. The scene obviously did not look too encouraging.
Me: Isn’t there any bottle in the car?
He nodded negatively.
Me: Then? What to do?
Harpal: Have to arrange for some water Madam… in order to start up….
Me: And… and what are you holding on to like that?
Harpal: Unluckily there is a loose plug here which needs to be fixed too!
Me (I was naturally a bit annoyed): Don’t you check the minimum before taking out the car from garage! Strange! Mahesh should have been more careful!
Harpal: Madam, we usually do check… but… but it’s a sudden problem that arose due to that sudden halting probably… the plug also got loose…
Me: I see. We… we cannot get back to Mahesh also I guess… … it’s just too far…
Harpal: Yes Madam… but Madam… I mean… if you… err… I mean… actually since this plug has come out…. Err…
Me (seeing that he is hesitating to tell me something): You tell me naa… what do I need to do? Don’t hesitate….
Harpal: Actually Madam since I cannot leave this plug right now… if you can go down… its not far at all… just down the slope down there (he signaled with his eyes)… and get a bottle of water we can get along again. I would have gone myself, but you will not be able to manage this plug… its hot too… as you can see smoke is coming out.
Me (Seeing there is no other alternative at that moment and water was essential for the car): That’s absolutely okay… you take care of that… I can surely get the water I guess.
Harpal: Sorry for the trouble Madam… but I am helpless…
Me: Arre… its okay baba….
I actually didn’t mind he calling me “Madam” as I was already used to it in the ashram and in any case he was younger than me and this word automatically earned respect for me and simultaneously helped to keep the “decent” distance. I didn’t want to allow too much space for him at first go. His voice was indeed loud and full, quite manly and since his pronunciation was with that typical Punjabi accent, it truly made whatever he spoke more likable!
Harpal: I do not exactly remember the name of the road, but it’s in Sastrinagar…
Me: Oh I see. I stay near the ghats.
Harpal: Umm… the McDonald’s is there… naa…
I was taken aback… as I knew very little about Varanasi, but this guy seemed to have quite some knowledge. I had to change the track to save myself!
Me: Yes that’s a very popular and crowded place … I do not actually prefer that… Har… Harpp… I mean… can I call you by name?
I asked as sweetly as possible to grab his full attention.
Harpal: Ye… yes, yes Madam… why not!
Me: Okay thanks. I am… I feel I am having a little problem about assessing how long to drive on a particular gear?
Harpal: Oh that’s easy Madam… your target should always be to get to the higher gear as soon as possible… provided you can see empty road ahead… so you can just speed up the car to a decent speed in second gear and steady it in third gear.
Me: Okay… okay. Now I get it. Mahesh did ask me to practice in third gear…
Harpal: Right!
Me: Shall I go straight? (There was a crossing ahead.)
Harpal: No Madam… take the left turn… the road is slightly twisty there and you can have a better practice on that sort of a road.
As he said I noticed that he was constantly stealing glances of my T-shirt-covered protruding boobies from the corner of his eyes. I smiled within myself and honestly felt a bit haughty seeing the reaction of this young male.
Me: Eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii……
Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeccccccccccchhhhhhhh hh!!!
Our car halted suddenly because as I took the turn to the left we almost stumbled upon a big buffalo who was loitering on the road! Harpal was brisk enough to grab my right leg and placed it on the brakes and saved the situation extremely hastily. I honestly took a few seconds to realize the whole thing.
Me: Ufff! Thanks….
Harpal: Its okay madam… nothing to thank… I am here to help you only! But… but you ought to have slowed down before any turn…
Me: Actually there was no traffic in this road … so I thought… I mean…
As we looked at each other and exchanged smiles the buffalo left the road and I could feel Harpal’s warm palm still gripping my thigh flesh (just above my knee) over my dress. I had to look down at his hand as I was just beginning to feel uncomfortable!
Harpal: Oh! Sorry Madam… (he readily shifted his hand off my right thigh) …actually it happened so quickly (smile)…
Me: It’s okay!
I tried to restart the engine in order to move forward again, but surprisingly the engine was silent! I tried again and failed and looked questionably at Harpal.
Harpal: What happened Madam?
Me: Arre… it won’t start!
Harpal: Par abhi to thik tha!
Me: You see naa…
Harpal now started igniting the car engine, but he also failed.
Hrapal: Strange! Just a minute Madam… let me check…
He quickly got down and opened the bonnet. I wondered what could have happened!
Harpal: Oho…. My mistake… chuk… chuk…
I could no longer sit idle and was keen to inspect what had happened. I alighted from the car and quickly checking the waistband (backside) of my legging with my fingers just to ensure that my panty was not exposed over that, and then quickly moved towards the open bonnet.
Harpal: Chuk… chuk… Dearth of water Madam… I should have checked that…
Small curls of smoke were coming out of the engine and Harpal was holding onto a plug like thing inside the engine area with a piece of cloth. The scene obviously did not look too encouraging.
Me: Isn’t there any bottle in the car?
He nodded negatively.
Me: Then? What to do?
Harpal: Have to arrange for some water Madam… in order to start up….
Me: And… and what are you holding on to like that?
Harpal: Unluckily there is a loose plug here which needs to be fixed too!
Me (I was naturally a bit annoyed): Don’t you check the minimum before taking out the car from garage! Strange! Mahesh should have been more careful!
Harpal: Madam, we usually do check… but… but it’s a sudden problem that arose due to that sudden halting probably… the plug also got loose…
Me: I see. We… we cannot get back to Mahesh also I guess… … it’s just too far…
Harpal: Yes Madam… but Madam… I mean… if you… err… I mean… actually since this plug has come out…. Err…
Me (seeing that he is hesitating to tell me something): You tell me naa… what do I need to do? Don’t hesitate….
Harpal: Actually Madam since I cannot leave this plug right now… if you can go down… its not far at all… just down the slope down there (he signaled with his eyes)… and get a bottle of water we can get along again. I would have gone myself, but you will not be able to manage this plug… its hot too… as you can see smoke is coming out.
Me (Seeing there is no other alternative at that moment and water was essential for the car): That’s absolutely okay… you take care of that… I can surely get the water I guess.
Harpal: Sorry for the trouble Madam… but I am helpless…
Me: Arre… its okay baba….
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