Ours is a land of many paradoxes. Its probably only in India that you get to see an E-Class or a BMW 7 Series drive past a slew of slums (and sometimes kill a few of the slum-dwellers as well...) and flyovers built on stinking open drains. But here are a few things that I feel are utterly inexplicable to me; no matter how much sense I try to make of these. My why's and how's have never been answered so far and I keep hoping that they will be answered someday. The coming posts(including this one) are dedicated to these profound unanswered mysteries...
My Class 10 Board exams are over and the results are out. I've got a decent percentage. Soon I'll be going to COLLEGE. For us Class 10 students, PU college is like a ticket to freedom. It means you can bunk when you want(and not having to make up an aunt and then kill her off so that you can miss school to attend her funeral) and more importantly, you're no more a schoolboy! You're now a grown-up!!! So anyway I was in high spirits - I got a seat in the college I wanted and I got myself a license. Obviously I wanted to take the bike to college. BUT the Home Minister(my Mom) and her hench-women(read my sisters) slapped a stern 'NO' right across my face. It almost took me a week before I got my mom to say yes for me taking the bike beyond the nearby grocery store. And this despite having a valid license!!! And when she finally did agree, the feeling of freedom was just out of the world. I had the wheel, I had the wings, I could go where I wanted!!! I was on cloud nine... But wait, all's not well. I can ride the bike alright, but now my Mother dearest anxiously awaits for me to call her up every single day to tell her that I've reached my destination in one piece!!!
- What IS it about mothers who won't let their teenaged sons drive a car or ride a bike through the city streets??? Why can't they trust their own children when it comes to traffic issues???
My Class 10 Board exams are over and the results are out. I've got a decent percentage. Soon I'll be going to COLLEGE. For us Class 10 students, PU college is like a ticket to freedom. It means you can bunk when you want(and not having to make up an aunt and then kill her off so that you can miss school to attend her funeral) and more importantly, you're no more a schoolboy! You're now a grown-up!!! So anyway I was in high spirits - I got a seat in the college I wanted and I got myself a license. Obviously I wanted to take the bike to college. BUT the Home Minister(my Mom) and her hench-women(read my sisters) slapped a stern 'NO' right across my face. It almost took me a week before I got my mom to say yes for me taking the bike beyond the nearby grocery store. And this despite having a valid license!!! And when she finally did agree, the feeling of freedom was just out of the world. I had the wheel, I had the wings, I could go where I wanted!!! I was on cloud nine... But wait, all's not well. I can ride the bike alright, but now my Mother dearest anxiously awaits for me to call her up every single day to tell her that I've reached my destination in one piece!!!
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