Sunday, January 21, 2007

A toast across the coast !

Alright, am one of those, who still keeps thinking
Chennai is the best place to make a living and enjoy it too !
(Come on they are nt sending me onsite, and I have to convince myself someway ;)

It was celebration time in my project team n guyz thought of hanging out ..
for a day in the most sought after outing spot in chennai - Mahabz ...

My NRI pal asked me recently, dont u guyz hang out anywhere else apart from ECR ?
(if we are gonna hang out for a long drive in any other road, who the hell is gonna sponsor bike service, hospitalization expenses, cost of 2 dunlop tyres, and not forgetting two new chennai acronyms learnt in every street...)

We guyz started zooming in our bikes...
FYI, Mahabz is 60 Kms from chennai, and till 30 Kms , we have a barricade every 1 km, and a couple crossing in another bike leading to un necessary disturbances in the sane saintly mind every half a km...
(ok cool down cool down ..)

Atlast me n my pal crossed the Toll gate...
n thank God ! no more barricades from now on...
I started throttling more... and the bike was quite stable to cross 100 Kms/ hr..
almost took lead of all other guyz , who never crossed an optimum speed (Come on they all are married gentlemen ...;)

and suddenly a brand new honda city zoomed past me, it was my lead, Gaptain Vijay...
My hand started getting tempted ... to race... to chase...
and a full throttle..
more...more..
even more...
the bike isnt crossing 110 km/hr...
come on man ! ?? its 155 Cc...

and yeah I got the point... my pal in the pillion reminded me...of last day's happenings..
I had been there..
the holy place..
the Mess of Andhra...near our office..
the only place, where a mid day lunch would shoot up your body weight by 4kgs !!
and I started sympathising my bike, it has a big heart, I meant an engine, to carry two heavy weight champions...

we were nt ready to leave Gaptain to win...
we tried cutting the wind, bending before, what not ...no dash worked...
Finally, there was a mild traffic jam, and we thought of takin the lead...
and gave a suddent pick up...overtook thro' the left...and was almost about to raise my hands...
in a jubliant mood, and then I saw a check post approaching in 10 metres distance...

ok, Ice, thought thats the end ...
(well am an IT professional, cant afford to use local slangs like Sangu ! (*evil grin*))

sudden flashes in my mind...
I had never been onSite ..
I had never seen onSight ..
(Sangu oodhara timela kavidha romba mukyam)

the speed breaker was approaching..
I conveyed my sincere apologies to my pillion pal, "am sorry dude! and maybe this is the best way I can save ur gal friend's life from the hands a of a moron like you(*wink*) "...
he replied like padayappa...
"Even at the feet of death, un nakkalum kindalum un kitendhu korayave ila"

Gaptain stopped his car, getting ready to catch our collars..
ok ! I gotta be doing something...caught the brake in 3 stages, tried to bring all gears down...
my pal went several metres high touched the toll post and came back to his seat (ok I know that was too much...but still...(*grin*)
and..
....We both were standing...and checked our feet(to know if we had become those 1970 filmy demons in white attire without feet singing Mera Saya..)...

and... ya we were alive !!!