Happy Birthday

I just realised its my car’s first birthday today. Well, technically speaking, its not my car anymore, but I am allowed to reminisce right?

Seriously I miss my car sooo much sometimes. So many people told me its a mallu car before I got it, but of course when I put my mind to something, I don’t really listen to anything anyone says.

I got my car on 4th September 2007 and I remember taking the day off from work. I took almost everyone I knew out that day and I was so proud of my car really. It was so shiny!

Then I had a spate of bad luck, and I think a couple of months after I got it, I had a string of car accidents. Some guy rammed his car into the back of my car so bad, I hit the guy in the front and my whole car was in tatters. It was at the service station for like a month and seriously I felt like crying. I just HATE not having a car. And I think this was like a week after I sold my old car (more details later yay! (when I feel like it))

In March this year, my manager told me that I should sell my car and use a company car instead. I had a 3 year loan on my car and what with paying for the car and for college, I was left with less than nothing at the end of every month. I didn’t really want to, but it was the smart thing to do then. So I sold my car with a net profit on 74 dhs. I know I know I am amazing.

For now I am driving a hatchback, which was like even higher than number one on my list of cars I won’t ever drive. Allah t doesn’t like it when you say never I guess.

Here are some pictures

February 15, 2006

I’m on a roll
OMG!!! i dnt believe this.Really.

i was driving back from work last night, when i heard a strange dud-dud-dud noise. at first i thought i d just ignore it… tht might make it go away.. but it didnt (All those ppl who want to laugh at this…please know that this does work sumtimes. I was driving home one day after my car had had a really bad accident and it kept giving these strange sounds and movements.. and i ignored it and dint have to do anything….it is of course besides the fact that my car stopped moving after a couple of seconds)
the scenario i was in the last time my car stopped on the highway, forced me to stop my car to take a look
One guess wat the problem was… yes you are all right. Flat Tyre!!!

I got down and saw tht the same tyre tht abu had gotten fixed(is tht the right word?) the last time was flat as a …. sumthing really flat.(bangs head on wall smiley x 3)

i considered stopping a passing car to help me.. but if you knew me, you d also know tht i could never do tht.
i stood by the road for a couple of minutes, hoping for sumone decent to stop their car to help me. when tht didnt work, i opened my trunk and got out the same stuff tht the mallu guy had used the last time.i put the thing into the same place he had put it the last time and pushed really hard.i even tried to stand on it, but it just wudnt budge.

Finally this really cool car slowed down near my car and stoped in front of my car.And out stepped this Guy. u know of all the things u think of when u think wat wud happen if i was stranded on a highway with a car tht had broken down or a flat tyre.u think this really gud-looking guy will come to ur rescue. and after he changes ur tyre, there will prolly be this song tht both of u will sing.

well my guy was not sumone id like to sing a song with.he was this short, baldish(tht means kind of bald in my language) guy. he stood around a metre away from me and his mouth reeked of cigarette smoke. and he was shorter than me. for all those who know me, u do realise tht how short a guy has to be shorter than me.(and i would like to deviate from the subject for a bit.. for all those who show off bcoz they are a teeny weeny bit taller than me.. u have nuthing to be proud of… hmph)

i just sat in my car and acted like the guy dint exist and eventually i think he got the hint and left.
i then called Shoukat. he s the driver from mummy’s brother’s company who used to drop us everywhere wen we were socially challenged.
i gave him the directions and waited. he came in like 10 mnts and changed my tyre for me.My Hero(disgusted dreamy smiley)
the conclusion i came to , while i was waiting there for him to fix my tyre was tht abu had prolly gotten my tyre fixed from sum garage tht boasted some two-dirham-for-two-tyres-fixing-offer.pffft Abu!!!

February 14, 2006

Another one!!??!?!?!
Yes ladies and gentlemen… yes thank you very much… u can take your seats now.. yes i realise u cant stop applauding how brilliant i am but please take your seats again so i can resume with my entry

Yes thank you!

It was two days after my first flat tyre. It was at the back of my mind tht i had to get my tyre fixed so tht i cud replace my spare.
But i kept postponing it and one morning as i was getting ready for work, Abu comes in to tell me tht my spare is flat..actually thts not all he told me, but the rest is kind of personal (And insulting …..and degrading).

so abu dropped me to work and took my tyreS with him to get them fixed.
in the evening, i left work and thought ill just walk till the end of the street and then i take a ride home…i got to the end of the street and thought just one more street and then i will take a ride.. tht kept going on and tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa……. one and a half hour later , im home… and ttytt, i wasnt rely tired.. my legs dint hurt and i dint feel tired

Abu got my tyres with him in the evening and me and him tried to fix it for half an hour before we called sumone to help us and when he fixed it in two minutes, we pretended tht the reason we cudnt fix it was bcos the lighting wasnt gud (blah) (but rely its kind of true)

u shud hve seen my hands wen i was trying to fix my tyre.. they were like a mechanics hand .. i mean absolutely eeeeeeeewww. i was gona take a picture to show the world how hard i work but the thought of me inside having a picture taken of my hands while abu sat outside waiting for me to get him his keys kind of put me off (also the consequences if he found out)

thts enough flat tyres to last me a lifetime. i hope God agrees

February 12, 2006

Flat tyre
Around a week ago, i went to Lamcy Plaza in my break. When i was getting down from my car, i saw tht my tyre was a little flat.i ignored it obviously, thinking it wud prolly be ok wen i came back(!!!YES i realise now tht tht doesnt happen) . Wen i came back, it was flatter than it was before.. so i did wat ne normal person wud do.. First i went back in, got sumthing to eat. then i sat in my car, played the radio and started multitasking again…as in eating and listening to music at the same time..Wen i was done eating i got down and started looking around.i saw these two fat guys who were looking for a parking slot. i told them they cud have my place if they helped me change my tyre.(not rely help me but change it for me but i dint tell them tht in the beginning)

They got down from the car, got all they needed from my trunk(i didnt even know i had all those …ummmm….Things in there) and started heaving and panting trying to loosen the screw like things

after a couple of minutes, they gave up and left me stranded there..i called a couple of places and got a no. for sum mobile auto emergency service( i just made tht name up)and finally a mallu guy in a bodysuit came to my rescue.i swear i look stronger than him, but it took him like 2 mnts to change my tyre

i got to work 20 mnts later than the usual 5 mnts(blah..! who cares?)