I am back home, after the introduction and trial run. I’ve never been in a rally before and had no idea it was so much fun and concentration.
With a visually handicapped navigator. A cool guy, who dresses way better than I do, looks really handsome and is doing his MBA at St. Xavier’s college and speaks better English than most of us do. His name is Jatin and I may have found a new friend today.
I met beautiful happy people today. A little parsi girl (all of 21 years old), beautiful, really beautiful, though she doesn’t know it. My heart broke in a beautiful way. Spent a few hours joking with them. Pari has a killer sense of humour and timing.
Here’s a few lines we laughed about
Jatin: “Hello, let me drive na, I don’t wat to navigate”
Sam: “Are you mad, you can’t see (laughing)”
Jatin: “Well, I don’t know about you, but I came here to win”
Jatin: “Sam, you also have a lancer na, let me drive that, what’s a car between friends”
Sam: (just laughing uncontrollably)
Pari: “****, man, I can’t see and my driver can’t read English properly, what a couple we make”
(Eventually we got little pari transferred to our Aditya’s contessa and she is now his navigator because he originally got a navigator that couldn’t read Braille properly, talk about rotten luck
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I feel warm and wonderful inside. I have learned more about human relationships and handicaps in the past 3 to 4 hours than I have in my whole life.
A visually handicapped person (I also learned that “Blind” is mildly rude) put me in my place when I asked him, if it irritated him that people were always trying to help him. He asked me if I had never needed help from people, and if my answer was yes, how did the two of us differ? In our levels of need of help?
“You look at your watch, I listen to it. I like people, when I need help I take it. When I don’t need help I say, hey, thanks. What is there to think so much?”
He’s gonna finish his MBA and get into HR. I feel a bit stupid and ungrateful towards my own life. Don’t worry I won’t get emotional and philosophical.
I also saw RTech and 2L8Uloose, sweating and organizing a difficult rally with mapping in Braille. Kudos to them. Those who thought that they don’t work – you were wrong. They work hard.
I would have posted a lot more and even happy pictures. But I don’t feel like it. Nor a rally report. I’m not going to write a fun report with pictures.
Because here was an opportunity to make some handicapped people feel special. To drive in our beloved cars and laugh with them and take a little adventure, through the roads of Mumbai, trying to win a prize for your team.
Funny that I brought up the word TEAM. Because only 2 people showed up from this one. Aditya and I. All it would have taken was a little effort (of waking up early on a Sunday morning) and Rs.1000/-
Perhaps some of us could have given up partying this one Saturday. Maybe we could have woken up and gone for a lovely interesting adventurous drive with a new friend. (You were allowed to take your special lady/wife with you in the backseat). But we didn’t. And that’s terrible. I see uncles and aunties and I see people at the rally (there are 45 cars) and not even one claims to be an auto enthusiast.
And I see 1000+ so called auto enthusiasts from mumbai who did nothing.
I am sure some of you had valid reasons and my post is not directed at those who did, but for the rest of you, I’ll say this and I’ll make it short.
Shame.
I wish we had put half the effort we do, when we’re inviting each other to eat and drink in the Team-BHP meet section.
I am sorry if these words are strong, they were meant to be.
Thank you for reading this post.