YetiBlog® DoubleBill- 2 stories on 2 wheels.

PatchyBoy · 27th May 2008, 19:02

Gripping narration, as usual. I think I need a drink. Will come back later, hoping that the rest is posted.

Cheers,

Rajan

OT: Tried the Google translator with this German signature of The One (r):

Es gibt wichtigeres im Leben, als beständig dessen Geschwindigkeit zu erhöhen

And got this:

There are more important in life, be considered to increase its speed

Wish Google translated to English

Jaggu · 27th May 2008, 19:57

Am very glad that you dont ride around now a days Mr Sam K!

Serious business narrated in hilarious fashion, as usual.

Sankar · 27th May 2008, 20:53

Wonderful Mr Sam.. it just wonderful! I always get immense pleasure by reading your stories and the extremely useful articles. Keep those fingers tippitty tappitying.

Anxiously waiting to hear the rest...

Sam Kapasi · 27th May 2008, 21:01

Quote:

Originally Posted by PatchyBoy

OT: Tried the Google translator with this German signature of The One (r):

Es gibt wichtigeres im Leben, als beständig dessen Geschwindigkeit zu erhöhen

There is more to life than just increasing its speed. - Mahatma Gandhi

That's how they say it in German.

Everyone, many thanks. The story still has more juice, lol.

leadf00t · 27th May 2008, 21:21

@sam,

Its already been two days. cant wait for the story to finish.
Please don't do this daily soap types "nainsaafi" with us , Baba.

BaCkSeAtDrIVeR · 27th May 2008, 22:24

Sam, since you are yet to finish the story, do tell us:-
1. What happened to those powerful glasses you (used to) wear? Did they survive the contact with the road?
2. If they did survive (1), did they survive the van ride?
3. How did you use to manage the helmet and the glasses? Slide the helmet on, d__n the glasses? Or remove the glasses, put the hell thing on, and put back on the glasses?
4. If you were actually using glasses at that time, did anybody ask "so thick glasses and still can't see?" or somethign to that effect? (Been there, heard that!)

Sam Kapasi · 27th May 2008, 22:29

Quote:

Originally Posted by BaCkSeAtDrIVeR

Sam, since you are yet to finish the story, do tell us:-
1. What happened to those powerful glasses you (used to) wear? Did they survive the contact with the road?
2. If they did survive (1), did they survive the van ride?
3. How did you use to manage the helmet and the glasses? Slide the helmet on, d__n the glasses? Or remove the glasses, put the hell thing on, and put back on the glasses?
4. If you were actually using glasses at that time, did anybody ask "so thick glasses and still can't see?" or somethign to that effect? (Been there, heard that!)

So many questions,lol.

I have 2 words for you.

Contact Lenses.

Sam Kapasi · 27th May 2008, 22:40

Soon the 4 of us have loaded the Rx into the van and managed to put it on the centre stand.

It may not sound like much, but it was a very difficult task, especially to get the motorcycle up on the stnd, with little or no headroom in the car and a slippery metallic surface beneath.

The bike is in, but not comfortably. It is angled and there is just about enough place for one man to sit uncomfortably to the right of the front wheel and another to sit very uncomfortably to the left of the rear wheel.

It is hot (the van has no aircon) and I am covered with a mix of dirt, dust, grease and more. To make matters worse my head is pounding and whirring like a cement mixer on heat. Whacko is seated shirtless at the front wheel. The entire place smells strongly of petrol, because the tank is leaking fuel, drop by drop.

CLICK. The familiar sound of a Zippo being unclicked.

Dwayne turns around - You light that you ____________ and I will KILL you. His eyes are raging with anger.
Whacko looks at him surprised and still drunk. What?

You moron! You are sitting next to a leaking fuel tank in a closed car. You want to get all of us blown up??!?

Oh.

Click. He closes the Zippo.

We're all silent again. Dammit, why is there no music in this van?

phamilyman · 27th May 2008, 23:38

Quote:

Originally Posted by Sam Kapasi

So many questions,lol.

I have 2 words for you.

Contact Lenses.

You beat me to it. It was in an earlier YetiBlog - the Yammie one. All thanks to your mom!!

PS: The day I read that one, I somehow imagined you instead of John abraham in the Fastrack ad

!

condor · 28th May 2008, 07:33

"CLICK..... Click."

Touche !

Dolphin · 28th May 2008, 07:37

I can visualize and feel you and others in the story come to life right in front of my eyes while reading your narrative. Just one word, ‘Awesome’. Ok, one more ‘Brilliant’.

SumitB · 28th May 2008, 09:49

Sam, I am amazed and in loss of words! I wish I had known you earlier! I had heard that good things come in small packages, but you're an exception. Team-BHP has been blessed to have you and to top it all, you've got a heart of gold! Keep it up. Your writing skills are amazing.

SRShrikanth · 28th May 2008, 10:27

In the world of story writing, we at Team-bhp are fortunate to have SAM KAPASI.

Amazing event-capturing skills, SIR.

Luckily, my office cabin door's shut when am reading your posts - prevents people from wondering why am laughing out loudly and am not even on the phone.!!!

Super stuff

Please continue this well-honed art of enthralling us all.

Most appreciated.

paras211 · 28th May 2008, 10:31

its really fun with the whole thing in short parts makes it more exciting

Sam Kapasi · 28th May 2008, 11:22

There we are sitting quietly. Jhats is driving home, but at a more sedate pace. Soon we're at Vashi and now are actively discussing the octroi naka.

It's no good, taking this thing across, they will stop us for sure.
So? Why would you have to pay octroi on a Bombay registered bike?
I dunno man, I'm not in the mood to stop and answer questions about how we got this way.
OK, says Jhats, I'll ride the bike.
Are you sure?
Yup.

500m before the octroi naka, we unload the motorbike and jhats kickstarts. Smooth start.
He gets on and poses for effect.

The headlight is pointing at about 2 o'clock, the handle is at about 11 o'clock and the front wheel in the middle. We all burst out laughing, all standing there and at that moment I realize that I am very grateful for my friends.

We ride across the junction - now I am driving. Later we wave to Jhats asking him if he'd like to put the bike back into the van but with a friendly gesture he waves us on, he wants to ride like this all the way home.

5.00 pm: Home safe. Hugs all around and everyone is on their way to the showers in their respective homes.

5.10pm: I hobble into my front door. My father's sitting in the living room.

Arrey! Kya hua?
Haan? Nothing, just had a small fall.
A small fall?
Yeah, ek rickshaw ne signal pe thok diya, I was just standing there minding my own business....

The End.

27th May 2008, 19:02	#61
PatchyBoy BHPian Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: Goa Posts: 917 Thanked: 2,022 Times View My Garage	Gripping narration, as usual. I think I need a drink. Will come back later, hoping that the rest is posted. Cheers, Rajan OT: Tried the Google translator with this German signature of The One (r): Es gibt wichtigeres im Leben, als beständig dessen Geschwindigkeit zu erhöhen And got this: There are more important in life, be considered to increase its speed Wish Google translated to English
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27th May 2008, 19:57	#62
Jaggu Team-BHP Support Join Date: May 2004 Location: Bangalore Posts: 20,215 Thanked: 15,903 Times	Am very glad that you dont ride around now a days Mr Sam K! Serious business narrated in hilarious fashion, as usual.
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27th May 2008, 20:53	#63
Sankar Senior - BHPian Join Date: May 2005 Location: Location Posts: 5,766 Thanked: 9,053 Times	Wonderful Mr Sam.. it just wonderful! I always get immense pleasure by reading your stories and the extremely useful articles. Keep those fingers tippitty tappitying. Anxiously waiting to hear the rest...
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27th May 2008, 21:21	#65
leadf00t BHPian Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: MH04 Posts: 439 Thanked: 15 Times View My Garage	@sam, Its already been two days. cant wait for the story to finish. Please don't do this daily soap types "nainsaafi" with us , Baba.
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27th May 2008, 22:24	#66
BaCkSeAtDrIVeR BANNED Join Date: Jun 2007 Location: Kochi Posts: 2,522 Thanked: 752 Times	Sam, since you are yet to finish the story, do tell us:- 1. What happened to those powerful glasses you (used to) wear? Did they survive the contact with the road? 2. If they did survive (1), did they survive the van ride? 3. How did you use to manage the helmet and the glasses? Slide the helmet on, d__n the glasses? Or remove the glasses, put the hell thing on, and put back on the glasses? 4. If you were actually using glasses at that time, did anybody ask "so thick glasses and still can't see?" or somethign to that effect? (Been there, heard that!)
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27th May 2008, 22:40	#68
Sam Kapasi Distinguished - BHPian Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Mumbai (but wat Posts: 6,997 Thanked: 2,378 Times View My Garage	A bike inside a van. Soon the 4 of us have loaded the Rx into the van and managed to put it on the centre stand. It may not sound like much, but it was a very difficult task, especially to get the motorcycle up on the stnd, with little or no headroom in the car and a slippery metallic surface beneath. The bike is in, but not comfortably. It is angled and there is just about enough place for one man to sit uncomfortably to the right of the front wheel and another to sit very uncomfortably to the left of the rear wheel. It is hot (the van has no aircon) and I am covered with a mix of dirt, dust, grease and more. To make matters worse my head is pounding and whirring like a cement mixer on heat. Whacko is seated shirtless at the front wheel. The entire place smells strongly of petrol, because the tank is leaking fuel, drop by drop. CLICK. The familiar sound of a Zippo being unclicked. Dwayne turns around - You light that you ____________ and I will KILL you. His eyes are raging with anger. Whacko looks at him surprised and still drunk. What? You moron! You are sitting next to a leaking fuel tank in a closed car. You want to get all of us blown up??!? Oh. Click. He closes the Zippo. We're all silent again. Dammit, why is there no music in this van?
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28th May 2008, 07:33	#70
condor Distinguished - BHPian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Speed-brkr City Posts: 15,864 Thanked: 16,013 Times View My Garage	"CLICK..... Click." Touche !
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28th May 2008, 07:37	#71
Dolphin BHPian Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Bangalore Posts: 132 Thanked: 45 Times	I can visualize and feel you and others in the story come to life right in front of my eyes while reading your narrative. Just one word, ‘Awesome’. Ok, one more ‘Brilliant’.
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28th May 2008, 09:49	#72
SumitB BHPian Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Shillong Posts: 986 Thanked: 263 Times	Sam, I am amazed and in loss of words! I wish I had known you earlier! I had heard that good things come in small packages, but you're an exception. Team-BHP has been blessed to have you and to top it all, you've got a heart of gold! Keep it up. Your writing skills are amazing.
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28th May 2008, 10:27	#73
SRShrikanth BHPian Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: B'bay/Stockholm Posts: 255 Thanked: 8 Times View My Garage	In the world of story writing, we at Team-bhp are fortunate to have SAM KAPASI. Amazing event-capturing skills, SIR. Luckily, my office cabin door's shut when am reading your posts - prevents people from wondering why am laughing out loudly and am not even on the phone.!!! Super stuff Please continue this well-honed art of enthralling us all. Most appreciated.
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28th May 2008, 10:31	#74
paras211 BHPian Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: mumbai Posts: 646 Thanked: 108 Times View My Garage	its really fun with the whole thing in short parts makes it more exciting Last edited by paras211 : 28th May 2008 at 10:33.
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28th May 2008, 11:22	#75
Sam Kapasi Distinguished - BHPian Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Mumbai (but wat Posts: 6,997 Thanked: 2,378 Times View My Garage	The way home There we are sitting quietly. Jhats is driving home, but at a more sedate pace. Soon we're at Vashi and now are actively discussing the octroi naka. It's no good, taking this thing across, they will stop us for sure. So? Why would you have to pay octroi on a Bombay registered bike? I dunno man, I'm not in the mood to stop and answer questions about how we got this way. OK, says Jhats, I'll ride the bike. Are you sure? Yup. 500m before the octroi naka, we unload the motorbike and jhats kickstarts. Smooth start. He gets on and poses for effect. The headlight is pointing at about 2 o'clock, the handle is at about 11 o'clock and the front wheel in the middle. We all burst out laughing, all standing there and at that moment I realize that I am very grateful for my friends. We ride across the junction - now I am driving. Later we wave to Jhats asking him if he'd like to put the bike back into the van but with a friendly gesture he waves us on, he wants to ride like this all the way home. 5.00 pm: Home safe. Hugs all around and everyone is on their way to the showers in their respective homes. 5.10pm: I hobble into my front door. My father's sitting in the living room. Arrey! Kya hua? Haan? Nothing, just had a small fall. A small fall? Yeah, ek rickshaw ne signal pe thok diya, I was just standing there minding my own business.... The End. Last edited by Sam Kapasi : 28th May 2008 at 11:23.
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