What happened after I sold my bike to Manadi...

MANADI as the name suggest, 'To Proclaim'. He proclaimed the end of my possession on the bike (KARIZMA) and handed me a hefty sum of money.

I thought this money was enough for  me to buy a car. Now this bike of mine was not an ordinary bike,Inspired by MOOSA 4m Iran, a gr8 friend of mine, It was purchased on loan.Which means I had to shed out almost double the amount on it's showroom price.I kept paying EMI's (sum ppl think it's EASY Monthly Installment) from my pocket money for 16 months. Sacrificed a hell lot of things.....Booze is what I missed a lot !!

Just like my phone, this bike helped me play "THE LADIES' MAN" thingy quite well...

I am very sure everyone here must have heard the saying, "A person can never be satisfied".That exactly happened to me, as soon as I thought that I was so damn satisfied with my bike, I lost interest in it and thought of buying a car that would suite my budget and lifestyle.....and more of the ladies!!

This is exactly when I bought my so called DREAM CAR. It was white,it was sexy.My eyes were glued.

I bought the car the very same day. The HURRY really made a CURRY. 

The 1st evening with my car was lovely, I gave my friends a ride of a lifetime. The very next day I could here alien sounds from my engine,then my doors were vibrating, until I realised that every god damn thing in my car makes eerie noises, except one thing. It was my damn HORN.

Now these eerie noises were annoying me a lot. The car literally drank fuel. Took my car everyday for repairs. Every other day it would have strange new problems. Finally, I thought of getting rid of the car. I left my car in a second hand car showroom because keeping it with me would make me become a beggar very soon.

Nobody in Bangalore wanted to buy my car. I thought buying a CAMEL would have been much better.
Oh! I remember....I have a childhood friend named ANKIT GUPTA....He did mention me of his friend wanting to buy this car for 70,000....but I got greedy and asked for more.

Now I was waiting for an ANGEL....
Until I found a strange looking angel-person asking me to sell my car to him. I got pretty excited, took him for a trial ride. I swear I should have never given him that trial ride. The radiator burst was an extra jumbo scoop of ice-cream.

I was so pissed that I thought of giving my car to dis person for free....but he would obviously refuse it.

So I called up a car dealer and asked him to give it to anybody at any price.

Later a film director of Kannada movies contacted me, asking my car for stunt blast in his movie. My car was supposed to jump off a ramp n blast in the air.but even that didn't work as it was told to me dat the car didn't have enough speed......

I gave my car in scrap....It weighed 1.3 tonnes.Heavy eh!!
They paid me Rs. 17,000 and I still had a big smile on my face.

But I gained a true friend out of all this. The name is Manadi. Through Manadi I met many more interesting and good people with whom I spend most of my time.I know that these friends of mine would help me whenever I need them.

I still take my Karizma on rides.....Manadi never says no to me....he can understand what I have been through.

P.S:  My mom should not know all this.