I was down with a bad cold. Three days later, just as I was getting better, I had to spend 3 hours in a meeting room and the air conditioner aggravated my cold. Since the meeting was scheduled at a location within the city, I decided to drive on my own and took my two-wheeler. Just as I was preparing to leave for the day, it started raining heavily. Yes, it was time for our monsoons, but having witnessed an almost May-like-summer for the past week, I wasn’t prepared for it. Thankfully I had an overcoat in my two-wheeler. Just when it stopped raining, I rushed to the parking spot to leave when my vehicle wouldn’t start.
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Yes. I tried every little thing my dad used to do whenever the vehicle wouldn’t start. Friends and colleagues and those who passed by tried to help me, but in vain. The security told me there was a mechanic shop down the road and he asked me to take a chance. Having just one more option left (to leave the vehicle at office and pick it up later), I decided to give this a try. Hardly I’d stepped out of the gate, when it started pouring again. After waiting for another half an hour, I stepped out and was looking for the mechanic which the security told me about. I did not realize I’d been walking for half an hour on the same road, and I did not realize I was walking through a flooded avenue, I just kept walking. When my legs and head couldn’t bear it any longer, I decided to give up and turned to walk to the office, pick up my bag and take an auto when it started pouring again.