We used to have a blue scooter(Vijay Super, I wish I could have said it was Vespa. That would have at least given it some class) with a side car. It used to attract people when we went out but accommodated all four of us comfortably. Me and my elder brother in the side car, me on my brother's lap. I used to get the feeling like being on a boat. Probably that is how people feel in these new age cars without hoods. Sometimes I like to think that I had that experience a long time back. But surely no one would agree.
Soon it was becoming a joke, a scooter with a side car! So father removed the side car and the scooter used to run solo. Soon it was also getting out dated. The day my uncle bought a new scooter (Chetak) I was sure that our scooter was having a hard competition. Uncle's new scooter was light in weight. More so the main difference was probably the seat structure. The new scooter had a continuous seat, where as the older ones used to have two separate seats. I always found it hard to sit in uncle's scooter as I had to hold the handle, which was behind me.
Today in the morning, nearly 8 years after my father has sold his scooter, I woke up by a sound. Coming out I found my uncle struggling with the scooter, making it move over the steps into the garage. I helped him and told him that he was getting old and should stop riding the scooter. Maybe he should let me ride it nowadays. He gladly offered me the keys. I don't know why but I don't cherish the thought of driving a scooter or car, so I gave the keys back.
When my dad was thinking of selling the side car, people said there was only one way. Sell it in Kilos of metal rate. Emotions stopped him from doing that. Eventually he gave his scooter to a guy who also promised to take the side car separately. Father took only a token money. Nowadays I think I understand why dad was unable to sell it.
Maybe people are afraid that a day will come when they may also be sold as pounds of flesh. It would be hard in those days if there are no one to find another way of disposal.
Previously it was a complex or a high funda thing to drive a car or get a bike. Nowadays it is just a everyday fact. When there were few, the process was complex. In past it was probably easier to drive your vehicle in the road. When there are many and the odds have doubled, things have become straight as an arrow!
[Picture: DEFINITELY not the scooter my father used to ride. I don't have a digital version of that one right now, but this one more or less looks like it. At that time father used to use an original tremendously complex Leica camera(that's another story). So we used to take occasional photos.]
Soon it was becoming a joke, a scooter with a side car! So father removed the side car and the scooter used to run solo. Soon it was also getting out dated. The day my uncle bought a new scooter (Chetak) I was sure that our scooter was having a hard competition. Uncle's new scooter was light in weight. More so the main difference was probably the seat structure. The new scooter had a continuous seat, where as the older ones used to have two separate seats. I always found it hard to sit in uncle's scooter as I had to hold the handle, which was behind me.
Today in the morning, nearly 8 years after my father has sold his scooter, I woke up by a sound. Coming out I found my uncle struggling with the scooter, making it move over the steps into the garage. I helped him and told him that he was getting old and should stop riding the scooter. Maybe he should let me ride it nowadays. He gladly offered me the keys. I don't know why but I don't cherish the thought of driving a scooter or car, so I gave the keys back.
When my dad was thinking of selling the side car, people said there was only one way. Sell it in Kilos of metal rate. Emotions stopped him from doing that. Eventually he gave his scooter to a guy who also promised to take the side car separately. Father took only a token money. Nowadays I think I understand why dad was unable to sell it.
Maybe people are afraid that a day will come when they may also be sold as pounds of flesh. It would be hard in those days if there are no one to find another way of disposal.
Previously it was a complex or a high funda thing to drive a car or get a bike. Nowadays it is just a everyday fact. When there were few, the process was complex. In past it was probably easier to drive your vehicle in the road. When there are many and the odds have doubled, things have become straight as an arrow!
[Picture: DEFINITELY not the scooter my father used to ride. I don't have a digital version of that one right now, but this one more or less looks like it. At that time father used to use an original tremendously complex Leica camera(that's another story). So we used to take occasional photos.]
1 comment:
Chomotkar hoyechhe lekhata!
Aajkal ei sohoje paowar jonnyei hoyto lokjon jinishpotro manusher mulya kom bojhe.
But your writing is definitely improving. At the end, it is the thoughts that matter, and not the language.
Keep going.
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