The Glory Days
This blog is about friendship, about the little incidents that make us laugh , cry ,forgive ,get angry ,about incidents that remind us to enjoy life every moment.Incidents that are forgotten as we grow old .This blog will help us reminisce the memories and smile when we look back at our lives..Never cry coz its over , smile coz it happened.


By Chowdapa

i was getting really bored at home..yaz was staying in a n off campus hostel provided by the college..i called him up so we could chalk out a plan of playing basketball, but he told me he had plans and that he needed to go to ghaziabad or sumwhere ..since i had nothing better to do , i offered to be his driver and reached the hostel on my old faithful bike ..there was very little traffic that day , coz of a bandh ..anyways , the ride was goin on smoothly , and we were at the delhi-ghaziabad border , when i realised that yaz did'nt have a helmet..the road was full of potholes and rocks and there was a police checkpost about 100 metres from us ..i stopped the bike , just under the sign "welcome to ghaziabad" ..i saw a few policemen at the checkpost..yaz got down and we were discussing how to go about it , when one of the policemen saw us ..he shouted sumthing , and unlike the normal delhi police cops, he was fit !!! he started running towards us , the lathi in his hand swaying menacingly , and was continuously shouting at us to stay where we were..i had to do sumthing quick ..i plunged my leg down and turned the bike , the rear wheel screecihng under the strain , i revved it up , it started gaining speed , when all of a sudden , a saw in the rear view mirror , yaz pulling up his low waist jeans and charging like a bull towards me ..apparently he thought i was deserting him , when all i was trying to do was avoid a "chalaan"..anyways, yaz "the bull" caught up and jumped on the bike violently , shaking me in the process of balancing himself...he balanced himself on the rear seat very nicely , but all the violent shaking disbalanced the bike and we almost fell..i still tried to rev up the bike and speed away, but the cop caught up with us ..he took away the keys and told us to follow , adding " abb tum log gaye!!!"..
we followed the cop meekly, and he introduced us to his senior, who looked like the typical delhi cop ..the first thing the senior did was , looked at yaz from top to bottom ..i guess , seeing ,the bandana wearing ,blue eyed , chewing gum chewing , ultra low waist jeans wearing guy, he immediately demanded 500 bucks ..i told the cop to stop looking at yaz and look at me ..he nodded his head and his demands immediately came down and said " jus gimme a 100 and get on with it " ..


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  1. RD :) June 18, 2008 at 6:44 AM
    hey! can u plz elaborate more on the reason for ur trip to Ghaziabad.. lolz :)
  2. Chowdapa June 19, 2008 at 4:38 PM
    ha ha ha ..if yaz permits , i'll elaborate !:)

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