"Anna, two strong teas with sugar and one strong tea without sugar, please", an Afro-haired boy, nearly in his 20s, ordered me. He was accompanied by his two friends, both looked younger than him. He asked for three cigarettes, lit them and joined his friends while I was dexterously busy making their teas.
It was 7am on a bright, Sunday morning and I had just opened my shop. I had to pay the milkman for the ten liters of milk that I had brought yesterday when I heard one of the boys talk about buying a new bike.
"How is Bajaj Avenger? Is it worth buying?" asked the shortest boy who had long hair and a goatee with a cigarette in his right hand. He seemed to look like a bike lover as I have seen him adoring many college bikes before which stop at my shop. "Ahh, Bajaj Avenger? No. Bad reviews from my friends. Try getting the new Duke, it is amazing!", the Afro boy spoke, as I finished making 3 strong teas for them and asked them to take it. As they came to get their teas, the third boy opened up, "Duke is quite costly, and for a first bike, I don't think such a powerful engine is necessary. Your first bike should give you control on gears and as you know, a bike averagely picks up faster than a moped. One should get used to that also. What if you get a Duke and cannot manage it, at first?". The boy seemed to talk smart, I have seen him several times at my shop,only with his Afro friend. They returned back to their plastic seats which they had set sticking to the wall so that they could lean back on the wall comfortably. "That's valid, surely! But, if he is going for looks, no bike will have looks and a less powerful engine. Take r15 for instance, it looks god-like! But, you get a powerful engine too. It is tough to find a properly balanced bike when one has to think about money too", said the Afro boy. He continued, "Hmm, why not a RX-135? You can buy a second-hand from Chennai and then, re-model it with your own style. I would prefer a Maroon color", he stood up to return his empty glass to me and paid me for the teas. He picked up three more cigarettes and lit them. He asked one of his friends for an extra 18 rupees as the third boy came up to return their glasses and paid me. They began to leave, while his friend was still in deep thought about the RX plan, sitting on the chair while resting on the wall. "That sounds good! Actually you have a RX right? How's it?" he asked, while he stood up from the chair and stretched. ."Its brilliant. The exhaust is orgasmic and the feel is just too good. Don't ask me if I am going to sell it, because I never will!" said the Afro boy who continued by imitating the sound of the exhaust, "drrrenn, drrrrrennnn, drr drr drren! Ahh! I need to get back soon to Chennai. My bike is calling me!"
After staring for a while at his senior friend and his antics, the boy with the goatee spoke with excitement in his eyes, "Soon, very soon, I ll come pick you up on my RX:..." before he could finish, his senior friend continued, *laughs* Thanks, but there is no need. Tell me where you want to meet, I ll join you with my RX. You ride yours, okay?", he finished and laughed at the other boy, continued by his third friend as they started to leave.
*sighs* "Fine!" said the boy and walked behind his friends. "See you, anna!", the boy said as he turned back to wave me good-bye. I smiled and waved back at him.
It was 7am on a bright, Sunday morning and I had just opened my shop. I had to pay the milkman for the ten liters of milk that I had brought yesterday when I heard one of the boys talk about buying a new bike.
"How is Bajaj Avenger? Is it worth buying?" asked the shortest boy who had long hair and a goatee with a cigarette in his right hand. He seemed to look like a bike lover as I have seen him adoring many college bikes before which stop at my shop. "Ahh, Bajaj Avenger? No. Bad reviews from my friends. Try getting the new Duke, it is amazing!", the Afro boy spoke, as I finished making 3 strong teas for them and asked them to take it. As they came to get their teas, the third boy opened up, "Duke is quite costly, and for a first bike, I don't think such a powerful engine is necessary. Your first bike should give you control on gears and as you know, a bike averagely picks up faster than a moped. One should get used to that also. What if you get a Duke and cannot manage it, at first?". The boy seemed to talk smart, I have seen him several times at my shop,only with his Afro friend. They returned back to their plastic seats which they had set sticking to the wall so that they could lean back on the wall comfortably. "That's valid, surely! But, if he is going for looks, no bike will have looks and a less powerful engine. Take r15 for instance, it looks god-like! But, you get a powerful engine too. It is tough to find a properly balanced bike when one has to think about money too", said the Afro boy. He continued, "Hmm, why not a RX-135? You can buy a second-hand from Chennai and then, re-model it with your own style. I would prefer a Maroon color", he stood up to return his empty glass to me and paid me for the teas. He picked up three more cigarettes and lit them. He asked one of his friends for an extra 18 rupees as the third boy came up to return their glasses and paid me. They began to leave, while his friend was still in deep thought about the RX plan, sitting on the chair while resting on the wall. "That sounds good! Actually you have a RX right? How's it?" he asked, while he stood up from the chair and stretched. ."Its brilliant. The exhaust is orgasmic and the feel is just too good. Don't ask me if I am going to sell it, because I never will!" said the Afro boy who continued by imitating the sound of the exhaust, "drrrenn, drrrrrennnn, drr drr drren! Ahh! I need to get back soon to Chennai. My bike is calling me!"
After staring for a while at his senior friend and his antics, the boy with the goatee spoke with excitement in his eyes, "Soon, very soon, I ll come pick you up on my RX:..." before he could finish, his senior friend continued, *laughs* Thanks, but there is no need. Tell me where you want to meet, I ll join you with my RX. You ride yours, okay?", he finished and laughed at the other boy, continued by his third friend as they started to leave.
*sighs* "Fine!" said the boy and walked behind his friends. "See you, anna!", the boy said as he turned back to wave me good-bye. I smiled and waved back at him.
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