This is something that I wanted to write about for a long time now, I was finally pushed into action after reading this on Sidin's blog.
If you have ever had the pleasure of visiting my house, you most definitely missed her I am sure. She was like the maid of the house no one notices till the day she doesn't show up because her 10 year old son has viral fever or dysentry (too much information...). She was like the hero of many a battle, who stood steadfast even after so many attacks on his life. She let me ride her at will (no pun intended :) ) and never once did she falter while at my service.
She was so taken for granted around the house that today I realize I don't have a single photograph of her! She was MOV 158, my dear ol' Bajaj Chetak. Buying her was probably the best business decision my dad has made. This and the fact that his old "lambretta" (Here is a snap) had gone from being a possible health hazard to a killing machine. Even though my mom, evil woman that she is, did not allow me to get a 2-wheeler license, I did manage to squeeze the last few thousand miles off the Bajaj. What great memories I have of Mayank, Snehal and me all riding on the bajaj to our katta, of Snehal trying to ride the Bajaj and running with her when he couldm't get her to stop, of me mangling the scooter (and myself) by managing to hit a wall the very first time I got a chance to ride.
The back seat without a cushion which was a serious back breaker and ass pincher, the non-existing shock-ups and the speedometer which was stuck at 40 kmph. What great great times...
Each time I go back home, I decide to drag her to the closest mechanic and get her back in shape. But, there is always something more important to do. That's been the story of her life. I think the decision to let her be in that state of decadence is part of a bigger conspiracy, my mom being the main "conspiratee" (I know its not a word), to make sure that my brother doesn't come within touching distance of the scooter.
But I won't give up without a fight, for all the rides and the good times, she deserves another chance. I wont say farewell!
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Yeah, my Bajaj (Sapphire) is still going strong. When I was at home, the first thing I did was to get it repaired. I can completely identify with the passion. Even now it waits, patiently for its master to return.
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