Friday, November 28, 2008

The Auto Ride

Well, if you folks arewondering about the title of the blog, I did not have a better name which comes to my mind…

Here you go….Around 2 weeks back, I had some shopping to be done in Forum, Kormanagala…As I did not have much work on that friday so I just made up my mind to leave a little early and go by the shuttle to SA, our office which is in close proximity to Forum…I waited for the 5.45 shuttle in the reception lobby but as luck would have it…I waited till 6.30 and the shuttle did not arrive..so I just decided to catch a auto from Brunton road, where my office is to the Forum…

I luckily got one auto willing to come on that rainy evening and we started off..as the auto made the diversion from richmond road onto hosur road..there were a large number of people waiting for bus at that place…the auto-driver slowed down near that place and picked up a girl who also happened to be going towards the same place…

The girl started talking in kannada with the auto driver…As I was wondering how to start the conversation, the girl asked me if i knew the fare to that place..i replied with a nonchalant remark….Boy, that seemed to open a pandora’s box as we started from discussing about our professions..and job profiles to the more interesting ones, like what both of us do on weekends ;-)….

If I have missed out on her name, apologies…her name is Tejaswini (as told by her) and she happened to be from mysore and working in a reputed MNC…She was in QA and had been working from last 6 months…

The Hosur road traffic which I used to dislike so much suddenly felt very comforting and I was literally hoping for some more jams..on the way…As we were talking, I could not prevent myself from staring right down her glistening eyes and wet hair…boy, she was a poet’s delight…(for those who don’t know me personally, I am the garibon ka surdas..)…

She talked about her family, her team and asked about my family, my team….

Well but as all good things come to an end, so was this one as we reached Forum..She gave her number and asked for my mail-id…and departed by saying good-bye…

I don’t know why I wrote a blog for this incident when I have more interesting ons up my sleeve, probably the glistening eyes and the wet long hair on a rainy evening in bangalore..inspired me to do so….