Mr. Murphy also suggested that when everything is going fine, there is something wrong in store and so the pleasantness of our renewed journey was further cut short by the fuel injection pipe which finally decided –enough is enough and that it cannot be exploited anymore. The engine shut itself off and refused to be awaken by even the ferocious kickings of Mr. Vinty and so we decided to take a respite. We parked our bikes on the side lanes of the highway and kept the rear lights on so as to avoid any further misfortune. The pangs of 6-6-6 again resurfaced when Manhuge dialed on his mobile to check for the latest updates on the India – SriLanka cricket match going on that day. The score on the mobile screen (I can bet) gave more jitters to us than the poor Indian side .The score was 166-6 (the magical figures again presenting itself in the least expected disguise ) and the respite turned into a high level conference amongst us- the agenda being – to continue the trip inspite of the obvious omens which would make the remotest non superstitious person take a couple of holy dips in Ganges , or to throw in the towel and call the trip off.
But giving up easily was a practice never exercised by our young turks and I really appreciated the motivation and determination of the team on a mission. But it soon dawned upon me that the exact motive behind carrying on the journey forward was that the going forward was the only option because there were no mechanic shops behind and the fuel injection pipe was not willing to be treated by anyone else than a mechanic. So we accosted a passerby to get some idea about the possible distance to the nearest village or a mechanic shop. No sooner did the reply came than we decided, its over. The nearest mechanic shop was in a village which was exactly 6 kms away and there had been an accident that afternoon in which six people died.
I have never had experienced a live horror of such magnitude and a coincidence so uncanny. I could see the same emotion on the other five who were literally shivering at the reception of this incredible revelation. All the determination and motivation were now fleeting more vigorously than the petrol from the fuel injection pipe was and putting all the dots together in retrospection showed that going ahead will a wrong decision and so we made our way back and finished the journey the very next day without a hitch.
I don’t know how much of this will anybody buy, but this was a series of incidents actually occurred and I can bet Mr. Murphy would have got real value for his time(if only he actually got off his coffin….)
But giving up easily was a practice never exercised by our young turks and I really appreciated the motivation and determination of the team on a mission. But it soon dawned upon me that the exact motive behind carrying on the journey forward was that the going forward was the only option because there were no mechanic shops behind and the fuel injection pipe was not willing to be treated by anyone else than a mechanic. So we accosted a passerby to get some idea about the possible distance to the nearest village or a mechanic shop. No sooner did the reply came than we decided, its over. The nearest mechanic shop was in a village which was exactly 6 kms away and there had been an accident that afternoon in which six people died.
I have never had experienced a live horror of such magnitude and a coincidence so uncanny. I could see the same emotion on the other five who were literally shivering at the reception of this incredible revelation. All the determination and motivation were now fleeting more vigorously than the petrol from the fuel injection pipe was and putting all the dots together in retrospection showed that going ahead will a wrong decision and so we made our way back and finished the journey the very next day without a hitch.
I don’t know how much of this will anybody buy, but this was a series of incidents actually occurred and I can bet Mr. Murphy would have got real value for his time(if only he actually got off his coffin….)
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