It somehow feels nice to write after so long. I think there were only few ppl who really use to look at my blog and by now they must have forgotten it too, but thats ok, at least i'll keep myself entertained for sometime now. It feels so different to write down in a cyber library when there are people all around u but i think its too late to appreciate the privacy i enjoyed at home. Ohhh!! for all u ppl who dont know, I moved to mumbai for studies, to pursue my masters in Counselling from Tata Institute of Social Sciences (I still cant belive it!!!)
Ok comin to today's topic.. this is something i wanted to write from so long, but i kept postponing it for some strange reason (lets not go into that), but before writing it down, let me warn that, people who are emotionally engaged to some of their things, like a old book or ur childhood doll or an old payjama.. only that kind of people can actually relate, understand and may be enjoy (depends..) to whatever i write from here on. People who are more practical, can find this funny and stupid also.. i dont blame u.. we just done think alike.. so my job is done.. so read it or leave it.. its ur choice.
Everyone has their own ways of venting out their frustation, their negative energies. Some write, some read, some play, some watch movies and so on. My way of getting away from stress was my best friend, my KINETIC, my bike. This blog is dedicated to my bike. People who are already finding it funny.. i told u, we just don't think alike. So for the rest of you, here it goes. I dont want to refer my bike as IT.. i'll refer my bike as HIM.
I think at this point of time, I should thank him coz he taught me the beauty in lonliness, showing me how one can be happy and content even if they are alone. He was my mentor, my friend.. best friend, my stress buster. He made me look stylish, he boosted my attitute, he loved me and he hated me. When i was angry or in a very bad mood, I used to drive fast, real fast and made sure that I bumped into every stone and ditch I encountered on the road, hit every pavement, apply sudden brakes making the engine tired and weak but still he tolerated me. Ofcourse he had his own ways of sulking, like running out of petrol in the middle of the road and getting the battery down every few days. I think every relation has its give and takes, so we had them as well.
He was stylish and dark but i never took the responsibilty to help him maintain his looks. i personally think the rough look suited him better ...besides i loved him any way he looked.
There comes a time when relations comes to an end. I feel guilty even after an year to say this, I had to give him away. My pocket was not co-operating with me to keep him. i first thought that i'll give him to the show room guys where they will recycle him because i didnt want anybody to own him, or keep their hands on him but it slowly hit me that it would be selfish to do that. I agree that I was sometimes careless with him, but i never wanted to be selfish with him coz after all I 'loved' him. I knew I could never do it, so I asked my dad to help me, to give him away when I was not at home. I still remember that evening, I returned home and saw he was not there anymore. The place where he always used to be there, was empty. I had tears in my eyes. But I guess thats how the life is. It teaches you to survive even if something close to your heart or something you love is lost. Life just moves on.
I never saw him after that, just heard that was in the hands of an expert. So i guess, he must have become active again with his attractive dark looks, to love and to be loved. He may forget me someday.. but I can never forget him .. never!! May be someday i'll buy a BMW or a Honda City (i dont fancy cars, so anything comfortable is ok), but he'll still be my first love and the best one!!
Hmmm... this is the bad thing about writing, u start reliving the emotions once again. So u must have guessed that I dont feel so 'good' right now.. so i'll go and have a cup of tea to feel better and u guys can continue with ur work. And if u don't have any, u can write ur own blog too (thats wat i do) .. So.. Thank u for ur time.. keep smiling.. tata!!
