Spiritual Resurrection!!!

Bikes have always amused me in many ways,especially after the introduction of these Alloy wheels,digital speedometer and stuffs,i became crazy about them.It all started when my friend Deepak purchased an "Pulsar" during the third year of college, my violent desire toward bikes increased as i saw him fly on his new bike with his lovely girlfriend(actually athu na sight adicha ponnu, avan correct pannittan) and i was like " Namakkum oru kalam varum" . Days passed and all these incidents forced me to talk to my mother.....

Scenario 1

me(gently,softly): Amma ennakku oru bike vennum!

mom(again gently ,softly): Un bike ku enna aachu chellam?

me(anger level 1):Atha la oru bike nu sollatha...athu thagara dabba!

mom(cooly): unakku athu porum, nee college ku bikla pola la , apporum ethuku puthu bike?

me(anger level 3): athukaga intha bika vechuka mudiuma....oru figure ithula yerathu!!!!!!

mom(stubborn): figure ka ga la bike vanga mudiyathu!!!!!!!!

I was very irritated and next few days went without any words spoken between me and my mom.Third year gracefully passed by like a wind and still i was stuck up with this crap,actually even worse ....two indicators were blinded and the clutch was broke ..I was least bothered and continue to ride it without repairing it.

After a long gap from the previous conversation the bike matter once again resurrected when i saw my cousin getting one, that fu**** wanted to annoy me,so he came home and offered me a drive...i could see a grim smile on his face as he handed over the key(we were not in good terms).....I went out.... the bike was sparkling in the sunlight.... it was an CBZ EXTREME .... and the best part was that it was painted in black(which according to me is the sexiest color in the world)....i just laid a hand on the smooth seat and felt an sudden rush of blood , all the feelings that i have burried inside my heart for an year is about to explode.I decided that its high time i get a bike...and again approached my mom.My mom knew what i was gonna ask and had an plan of her own,which i fell into.......

Scenario 2:

me(very serious): amma enakku kandipa vandi vennum!

mom(without a slightest hesitation): sari vangiko!

me(taken aback) : enna?

mom(cooly): vankiko da but wait till june(just one month away so i waited)!

My 'thatha' had previously told that he would give me money to get a bike,but only on moms permission.Now that i got her permission ,my 'thatha' gave me a sum of 'sixty thousand' and odd
for my bike.Few weeks passed by and i was very happy that the "day" will come,little have i known about the master plan that has been laid wide open......and it was the month of june....

Scenario 2 (continued)...

me(happily): amma ,17 th nalla naal ma,poi bike vangallama?

mom: vangallam, intha itha firstu padi!!

She handed over some circular , i could make out that it had come from the college, i opened it and had a shock of a lifetime,This was the starting of the fourth year and just then i remembered that it was "FEES TIME" !!!!!!!!!!!The circular read that "Sum of sixty seven thousand and odd" to be paid on or before june 25th!

mom(again vry cool) : you have two options chellam....I don have money to pay your fees,either pay it with what 'thatha' gave you or if you feel getting the bike is more important do the same!she left the room with a gentle kiss on my forehead!

me(in terror state,frozen) : ???????(words never came out of my mouth)

The whole story ran inside my mind and now i understood why i was asked to wait till June,then i realized this was all a master plan and i have fallen into the spiders web! Without any choice i was forced to give up the only source of money i had to invest on my dream!

One month passed and still thoughtful about my obsession, i approached my sis...who was my only hope now.soon after, she immediately contacted mom and made her accept.Now i was confident that i have my sis on my side.Little i have known that an third scenario would come up......

Scenario 3

By this time the topic has become so common between us,so this time she spoke the first words....

mom: kandipa bike venuma?

Me: ammam!

mom: eppo un GRE?

me: october 15!

mom : suppose you get through your GRE with a decent mark(me and she knows that its highly improbable but just in case) and you decide to do MS, then whats the use of getting a new bike for just a period of six months or so?

For the first time i felt that her reason for not getting a bike was acceptable. So its all up to me now , i have two choices... 1. Go for GRE and forget about my dream of having my own bike in " college life" 2. Forget GRE and go for a bike . So October 15 will be my "judgment day"!! :)