Anti-Climax

The Great Kerala trip never happened. I severely miscalculated the traffic situation in Bangalore and left only at 1815 for a 25 km ride that took two hours to complete. I managed to run into every single red signal on the way – two of which I broke with the permission of the traffic cop. My friend braved the rain and the jams and my endless jabbering to reach Yeshwantpur Jn. albeit 13 minutes late – and I missed the train.

I called up my parents and they didn’t sound surprised in the least bit. I offered to take a bus to Kerala but they politely told me to stay put. So that’s what I did.

I consoled my friend and we decided to go to Legends of Rock at Koramangala. It’s a damn good place (thanks Sprechen!) and we had a great time watching countless rock videos. For some strange reason, the waiter brought us ‘Tangdi Kebab’ for starters – which we hadn’t ordered. This wouldn’t be noteworthy, were it not for the fact that we were offered ‘Tangdi Kebab’ on two occasions before this at Ebony and some other place, we had been to. Maybe there’s something about me that makes restaurateurs want to feed me with Tangdi Kebab. Nevertheless, we had a ball. I offered to ride back and managed to do a pretty good job of it. So much that I ended up riding the bike on Saturday and Sunday as well.

While riding the bike I felt the acute need to shield my face from the dust and grime on the roads. That’s when I realized that I better buy my long-cherished pair of Aviators. I started off by looking for it in Indira Nagar, but didn’t find them. Ended up in Landmark at the Forum mall in Koramangala. The guy at the counter was a well-dressed man in his early fifties. I asked him for Ray-Ban…he still had a questioning look on his face. When I mentioned ‘Aviator’ he positively lit up. He started showing the various models that he had. There wasn’t much to choose from – I had kinda pre-decided the exact one I would go for. The guy said “Aviators are conventional models, sir. You could look at the trendy ones as well if you like. These suit your face very well”. I told him that I was planning to buy a bike. “In that case, sir, pleas buy a Bullet!”. I smiled and told him that I was planning to go in for a Thunderbird. “Excellent choice sir, it’s a damn good bike!”. And that settled it.


We went to Bay-Leaf for lunch (Thanks Sprechen, once again). I couldn’t stop drooling over the Aviators and neither could the waiters. One of them (who was attending to my table) even knew the exact price and then he asked me which bike I planned to buy. Upon hearing my answer, he nodded in appreciation and approval.

Thankfully, he didn’t serve me Tangdi Kebab.

Good Deed of the day: Helped an old Mallu lady overcome her fear of using an escalator at the Forum Mall :) :)