They say that Murphy's Law actually works. "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong when you least expect it".
The other day we planned to watch the night show for a movie. As usual, bunking the last class was no big deal.
Reached the hall, purchased the tickets and was waiting for the rest of the gang to join in...and Then it Began...
Debdeep calls up to say that his bike has run out of petrol and he is stuck in no-mans land with no petrol pump in sight.
Then we realize that the movie was also showing at another hall, very near to our hostel, and the realization that if we had gone there then probably he wouldn't have run out of petrol and we also might have got tickets from the counter and not from the blacker.
To add to our woes, the movie turned out to be pathetic...and believe me, coming from ME, it must be bad. Simply because I can watch the most unbearable of movies but this one was just not my type.
The icing on the cake was that as soon as we left the hall, our bike decided to have some fun. For some reason, it wanted to have a race with the street dogs, cyclists and the Luna's. The damn clutch wire broke as soon as we came out of the gates of the theatre. And believe me, riding a bike in 1st gear for around 4 kms is no fun at all. Especially at 11.30 in the night. With the speed we were travelling, I actually began appreciating the beauty of the city and came to know about so many places and shops I never knew existed.
Was the ordeal over then? NO way, how can dear old Murphy relax so soon. The next day was Independence day and we had 5 classes scheduled.
Believe me, good 'ol Murphy knew what he was talking about.
The other day we planned to watch the night show for a movie. As usual, bunking the last class was no big deal.
Reached the hall, purchased the tickets and was waiting for the rest of the gang to join in...and Then it Began...
Debdeep calls up to say that his bike has run out of petrol and he is stuck in no-mans land with no petrol pump in sight.
Then we realize that the movie was also showing at another hall, very near to our hostel, and the realization that if we had gone there then probably he wouldn't have run out of petrol and we also might have got tickets from the counter and not from the blacker.
To add to our woes, the movie turned out to be pathetic...and believe me, coming from ME, it must be bad. Simply because I can watch the most unbearable of movies but this one was just not my type.
The icing on the cake was that as soon as we left the hall, our bike decided to have some fun. For some reason, it wanted to have a race with the street dogs, cyclists and the Luna's. The damn clutch wire broke as soon as we came out of the gates of the theatre. And believe me, riding a bike in 1st gear for around 4 kms is no fun at all. Especially at 11.30 in the night. With the speed we were travelling, I actually began appreciating the beauty of the city and came to know about so many places and shops I never knew existed.
Was the ordeal over then? NO way, how can dear old Murphy relax so soon. The next day was Independence day and we had 5 classes scheduled.
Believe me, good 'ol Murphy knew what he was talking about.
Thursday August 18, 2005 - 02:06am (IST)
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