28-04-2022, 12:49 PM
UPDATE 6
NOTE: Though the origin of the story is somewhere in south India, I'd like to use Hindi dialogues in the story as it'd reach more people and will be of greater understanding to all the readers.
update 6
:: Intro ::
I finally reached to the end of the mountain to a small city and the auto driver too was searching for Motor hardware shops and a few minutes of search got us the needed parts for the bike. 1 hour had already passed in the journey from the mechanic to the city and my heart beat is getting faster and faster thinking of what sight I would get to see when i get back there. I tried calling Vasu, but my inner-self knew that there wouldn't be any signals, but I kept trying for 4-5 times. I was not in my right mind as all these thoughts were running through my head and the auto driver was supportive enough to find the right parts. He was trying to bargain with the shop owner and I just stopped him right there and paid him money to return back as fast as possible. I paid for the parts and we began traveling back to the mechanic. I took a glance at my mobile to see the time and it had already been 1 hour 10 minutes since I left Vasu with the old man. The old mechanic who probably started eyeing on Vasu as soon as I left. What's happening? What could possibly happen?How much far would Vasu go and still lie to me? Will she tell me everything this time!? Will Vasu keep getting better at lying to me? These were the exact questions that were coming up in my head and I was in deep deep confused state and was thinking deeper to find the answers.
That's when I realized a sudden sense of weirdness trailing in the air. The wind suddenly felt slow on my face. I glanced around and realized that my patience is being tested to the core. This fucked up old auto is not pulling itself fast and as we were traveling downwards last time, it reached the city like a rocket within the expected time, but now, it has to pull itself up and the driver is just chilling out listening to songs on his radio and not giving a shit about anything going on. I started estimating the reach time and my mind suggested to take some rest as it would take another one and half hour to travel to the destination. That means, Vasu was in the company of an unknown stranger for around 2 and half hours- 3 hours and before my mind messes up again, I threw all these thoughts aside, asked the driver to raise the volume up, lit a Marlboro smoke and just enjoyed the nature.
An old song of Sanjay Dutt's 'Rocky' - "Haa mujhe pyaar hai" was playing on the radio and I let go of all the fears as I picked up myself thinking "Vasu wasn't the end of everything in my life".
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NOTE: Though the origin of the story is somewhere in south India, I'd like to use Hindi dialogues in the story as it'd reach more people and will be of greater understanding to all the readers.
update 6
:: Intro ::
I finally reached to the end of the mountain to a small city and the auto driver too was searching for Motor hardware shops and a few minutes of search got us the needed parts for the bike. 1 hour had already passed in the journey from the mechanic to the city and my heart beat is getting faster and faster thinking of what sight I would get to see when i get back there. I tried calling Vasu, but my inner-self knew that there wouldn't be any signals, but I kept trying for 4-5 times. I was not in my right mind as all these thoughts were running through my head and the auto driver was supportive enough to find the right parts. He was trying to bargain with the shop owner and I just stopped him right there and paid him money to return back as fast as possible. I paid for the parts and we began traveling back to the mechanic. I took a glance at my mobile to see the time and it had already been 1 hour 10 minutes since I left Vasu with the old man. The old mechanic who probably started eyeing on Vasu as soon as I left. What's happening? What could possibly happen?How much far would Vasu go and still lie to me? Will she tell me everything this time!? Will Vasu keep getting better at lying to me? These were the exact questions that were coming up in my head and I was in deep deep confused state and was thinking deeper to find the answers.
That's when I realized a sudden sense of weirdness trailing in the air. The wind suddenly felt slow on my face. I glanced around and realized that my patience is being tested to the core. This fucked up old auto is not pulling itself fast and as we were traveling downwards last time, it reached the city like a rocket within the expected time, but now, it has to pull itself up and the driver is just chilling out listening to songs on his radio and not giving a shit about anything going on. I started estimating the reach time and my mind suggested to take some rest as it would take another one and half hour to travel to the destination. That means, Vasu was in the company of an unknown stranger for around 2 and half hours- 3 hours and before my mind messes up again, I threw all these thoughts aside, asked the driver to raise the volume up, lit a Marlboro smoke and just enjoyed the nature.
An old song of Sanjay Dutt's 'Rocky' - "Haa mujhe pyaar hai" was playing on the radio and I let go of all the fears as I picked up myself thinking "Vasu wasn't the end of everything in my life".
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