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The second such movie we saw was 'Don-2'. This was scheduled at a reasonable timings i.e. around 8:00 P.M. Somehow that day it required me to stay and have a call on clearing up some blocking issue. Work and life dilemma kicked in. Love won the war fair and square. The toughest part was to reach the theater. I successfully managed to extricate myself by 7:20 P.M. With a single point action mode and geared up fully I zoomed full throttle, honking like never before and zip zapping through the tough traffic. It was a photo finish by the time I made it. Deja-vu. This was eerily reminiscent of the time I had made it to the first time. Movie sucked, we both agreed.
We also agreed for another important thing - No movie on weekdays. It was just too dangerous, very tight time lines, late night and unnecessary risk.Again here is where Bike has got me that wonderful feeling without which movies would have been just not possible.
The courtship days have been one of the greatest moments in my life.Meeting Sammu and coming back, faced some severe redressing from Nanna about my late night travels. Athamma too had been complaining about my late night leaving. All these I accepted and apologized, vowed not to repeat, fingers crossed though. None could stop me from meeting my love and the desire, longing to be with her increased more and more as the days passed.
Krishna used to call me crazy for returning so late in the night and also used to caution me to drive steadily. The lovely moments that Sammu and I had at the end of the day when I dropped her at the home, sharing some thoughts at the parking lot of her apartment and talking for a while were too hard to explain to him. It was a magical feeling. The ride back home was only filled with thoughts of catching up with her again.
During the time between the engagement and the marriage I had also taken up the car driving lessons in tandem with my morning walks. I used to walk for half an hour and then proceed to learning classes. I had been to around 11 classes in 3 weeks span of time. I don't remember if I had paid the whole amount or the part amount. Once the marriage dates started coming nearer, I didn't have time to attend. This, I realize has go down as one of the worst mistakes of my life for which I am seeing the after affects now.
Marriage finally took place, followed by honeymoon which was then followed by two months of getting the house together. I was then sent out to Toronto. After I came back, frankly I didn't have time to think of driving. Though Sammu used to remind me, it just skipped my mind and had gently postponed it.
My first thoughts on buying a car was to understand how financially viable it was going to be. With thoughts of buying a flat in minds, this was gonna be a huge finance to maintain on my own. Car wasn't looking attractive after looking at the finances wherein around 55K per month would need to be shelled out to maintain our lives. These were my thoughts initially.
Amma has moved in with us after a week or so when I returned from Toronto. It wasn't until we started hiring cabs when Nanna used to frequent us to go to any place, be it to Avva's house (which was roughly 8 KM's) or to see for flats ( which were around 7 or 10 KM's radius) I realized the necessity of having a car badly. It is so difficult to go out with family and especially when we are at places like Kondapur. Back when we were living at Hyderabad, Nanna's car was always there to move around in town. With Nanna now stationed at Eluru, the transport has become very difficult.
It is indeed a painful reminder each time Nanna comes and we have to hire a cab to go out of the house. I had to learn it. It dawned on me really bad that this needs to be done on high priority. The only thing that stopped me from proceeding was the driving school. The one that I had joined during the post-engagement time was the second time I joined a driving school. It didn't give me good confidence and I wasn't sure having another one would do me any good.
I was banking on my colleague Kalyan who had offered to teach me. The last week he was bit busy and we were supposed to start from today as in from Saturday. I tried to reach him through phone but to no avail as I was getting switched off messages. These were the thoughts running in my mind and I wanted to do them in my way and not tell anything to her till I started going to drive at least 3, 4 times.
Today was the day when the message has hit me hard. We had gone to Avva's house today for the pooja in the morning. As Amma asked us to be there in hurry, I had asked her to adjust this one time on the bike.In the evening while being in the house, we saw that it was raining profusely outside, a literal downpour of rain. We completed our dinner early by 8:30 P.M. and it was then Balu anna came to rescue. He offered to send his car with driver to drop us home. During the ride back I could feel that I have failed her as a husband. I shudder to think what would have happened had the car not been there. This was the final straw on the camel's back. She was upset too during the ride back and I could somehow feel this is the cause of it.
I have now decided I would go to the motor driving school starting tomorrow. I will also capitalize on Kalyan to try out my learning with his car. Both together would give me enough confidence, energy and most importantly win my heart's love all over again. I vow myself on this day, on this post, on this very line that by my sixth month anniversary I would learn the car driving and buy a car too, if I can. The "if" is only because I am not sure how is the availability of "Blue" color models are.
I sincerely pray and hope this I can achieve with the same steadfast determination I have committed regulating my health and my weight.
In conclusion - Kar and Car should go together.
The second such movie we saw was 'Don-2'. This was scheduled at a reasonable timings i.e. around 8:00 P.M. Somehow that day it required me to stay and have a call on clearing up some blocking issue. Work and life dilemma kicked in. Love won the war fair and square. The toughest part was to reach the theater. I successfully managed to extricate myself by 7:20 P.M. With a single point action mode and geared up fully I zoomed full throttle, honking like never before and zip zapping through the tough traffic. It was a photo finish by the time I made it. Deja-vu. This was eerily reminiscent of the time I had made it to the first time. Movie sucked, we both agreed.
We also agreed for another important thing - No movie on weekdays. It was just too dangerous, very tight time lines, late night and unnecessary risk.Again here is where Bike has got me that wonderful feeling without which movies would have been just not possible.
The courtship days have been one of the greatest moments in my life.Meeting Sammu and coming back, faced some severe redressing from Nanna about my late night travels. Athamma too had been complaining about my late night leaving. All these I accepted and apologized, vowed not to repeat, fingers crossed though. None could stop me from meeting my love and the desire, longing to be with her increased more and more as the days passed.
Krishna used to call me crazy for returning so late in the night and also used to caution me to drive steadily. The lovely moments that Sammu and I had at the end of the day when I dropped her at the home, sharing some thoughts at the parking lot of her apartment and talking for a while were too hard to explain to him. It was a magical feeling. The ride back home was only filled with thoughts of catching up with her again.
During the time between the engagement and the marriage I had also taken up the car driving lessons in tandem with my morning walks. I used to walk for half an hour and then proceed to learning classes. I had been to around 11 classes in 3 weeks span of time. I don't remember if I had paid the whole amount or the part amount. Once the marriage dates started coming nearer, I didn't have time to attend. This, I realize has go down as one of the worst mistakes of my life for which I am seeing the after affects now.
Marriage finally took place, followed by honeymoon which was then followed by two months of getting the house together. I was then sent out to Toronto. After I came back, frankly I didn't have time to think of driving. Though Sammu used to remind me, it just skipped my mind and had gently postponed it.
My first thoughts on buying a car was to understand how financially viable it was going to be. With thoughts of buying a flat in minds, this was gonna be a huge finance to maintain on my own. Car wasn't looking attractive after looking at the finances wherein around 55K per month would need to be shelled out to maintain our lives. These were my thoughts initially.
Amma has moved in with us after a week or so when I returned from Toronto. It wasn't until we started hiring cabs when Nanna used to frequent us to go to any place, be it to Avva's house (which was roughly 8 KM's) or to see for flats ( which were around 7 or 10 KM's radius) I realized the necessity of having a car badly. It is so difficult to go out with family and especially when we are at places like Kondapur. Back when we were living at Hyderabad, Nanna's car was always there to move around in town. With Nanna now stationed at Eluru, the transport has become very difficult.
It is indeed a painful reminder each time Nanna comes and we have to hire a cab to go out of the house. I had to learn it. It dawned on me really bad that this needs to be done on high priority. The only thing that stopped me from proceeding was the driving school. The one that I had joined during the post-engagement time was the second time I joined a driving school. It didn't give me good confidence and I wasn't sure having another one would do me any good.
I was banking on my colleague Kalyan who had offered to teach me. The last week he was bit busy and we were supposed to start from today as in from Saturday. I tried to reach him through phone but to no avail as I was getting switched off messages. These were the thoughts running in my mind and I wanted to do them in my way and not tell anything to her till I started going to drive at least 3, 4 times.
Today was the day when the message has hit me hard. We had gone to Avva's house today for the pooja in the morning. As Amma asked us to be there in hurry, I had asked her to adjust this one time on the bike.In the evening while being in the house, we saw that it was raining profusely outside, a literal downpour of rain. We completed our dinner early by 8:30 P.M. and it was then Balu anna came to rescue. He offered to send his car with driver to drop us home. During the ride back I could feel that I have failed her as a husband. I shudder to think what would have happened had the car not been there. This was the final straw on the camel's back. She was upset too during the ride back and I could somehow feel this is the cause of it.
I have now decided I would go to the motor driving school starting tomorrow. I will also capitalize on Kalyan to try out my learning with his car. Both together would give me enough confidence, energy and most importantly win my heart's love all over again. I vow myself on this day, on this post, on this very line that by my sixth month anniversary I would learn the car driving and buy a car too, if I can. The "if" is only because I am not sure how is the availability of "Blue" color models are.
I sincerely pray and hope this I can achieve with the same steadfast determination I have committed regulating my health and my weight.
In conclusion - Kar and Car should go together.
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