Day 1, 23.30 @Koramangala Police Station:
With no clue about the event that just happened, we were at their front desk. The Inspector was ferociously inquiring a gang about the litany of charges , I think the night has taken a toll on him. Adding to that, the three of us walked in. I tried to explain him about the bike, nothing worked. Then, one of my friends narrated the mishap in Hindi. We were given a weird look and then asked to sit by the side on a bench. Arms-folded we were waiting, that’s when Mr.OCD reached our station after dropping his friend at the hostel. Mr.OCD’s reaction was hilarious to see us sitting that way, but neither of us were in the right mood to appreciate it. We now approached the Inspector again, we had to narrate the events in time lapse.
Officer: “apanee baik ka panjeekaran sankhya kya hai? (What is the registration number of your bike ?)”
Me: That is not my bike, it is a rental. Will give you the details shortly.
I was dumbfounded, having no clue about the details of the bike I had been using this evening. All that I knew was, it was a white Honda Activa. I called up the owner to inform about the missing vehicle. He was a cool guy, replied back “Don’t worry bro, we are tracking the vehicle using the installed GPS.” Apparently, the owner had gotten suspicious the first time I had called him to ask about the vehicle’s registration details.
Me: Sir? We have the details!
Officer: “aapakee baik nahin hai? (Not your bike ?)
Me: No Sir.
Officer: “maalik ko pahale soochit karen.” (Inform the owner first.)
Me: Done, He asked us to file a FIR in the local police station. They are tracking the bike using GPS.
Officer: “Theek hai, us maamale mein prateeksha karen agar ham subah 10 baje baik nahin lenge, to ham maamale ko aage badhaenge. Hamane vishesh ke baare mein raatri gashtee ko satark kiya hai.” (Well, in that case lets wait. If we do not get the bike by 10 in the morning, we will take up the case. We have alerted the Night Patrols about the specifics.)
Day 0, 21.00 @home:
It’s all messed up, my room. One of my friends is coming home, so I started cleaning my space. All set and done, the next morning he comes and asks why your the room so shabby ? He is Mr.OCD. He was house arrested at his relatives place yesterday, that gave me some time, really.
Day 1, 09.00 @home:
We expected one of his friends to join us by the noon, but she ditched the plan. So Mr.OCD and I went ahead to the lunch meet where two of his friends were waiting to join with us. On the way we picked up Mr.Ji. The table was full once the orders placed by the 5 of us were ready. We had an insane amount of carbs, proteins and some water. Mrs.Shoppie left us alone. Unplanned,the rest of us were quivering along the platforms , @Kormangala. I suggested a nearby place called “Breakout”, an escape house. We picked the Sherlock Theme, sorry I did not follow any of the rules. We identified the clues in an hour. 167 was the pass-code, but I did not know how to key in the pass-code. Finally, we were released, masks unraveled. The End.
I blurted the plan to reach the peak of Nandhi Hills before sunsrise the next morning, everyone was excited. We needed two bikes. We decided to rent Activa and Pulsar200NS (P2NS), Koramangala and HSR were the pickup points respectively. The fun begins…
Mr.OCD & I decided to do the rental bike arrangements and then join rest who will be watching a movie (Wonderwoman) at the Forum Mall. We paced our feet to the address and reached the basement of the building where huge number of two wheeler were parked. Towards the far right corner, there was a man bartering bikes with some proofs/signed forms. Basically, we the party and the owner settle on a usage agreement. P2NS was brand-new like a killer demon. Just a few Kms dusted, and we were ready to ride the beast uphill and then roll back downhill..
Day 1, 18.00 @HSR Layout:
Renting the P2NS was much easier than this tiny Fairy Honda Activa. Both our cell phones were out of charge and dead. But luckily we had noted down the rental address on a piece of paper. That was our only hope! That day we learnt that, it is impossible to find an address, without knowing the local language. PCO have literally alienated from this country. We made phone calls to “Zing Riders” from the borrowed cell phones of Wayfarers. Finally, reached the place and signed the documents acknowledging the safety of the vehicle. One of their mechanics came out with a fancy tablet and took snaps of the vehicle that we have rented. After the formalities, we hoped on P2NS and Fairy with a wide pepsodent-glitering-smile. To our dismay, after few Kms, near the Silkboard junction, P2NS started to be mechanically sick and finally broke-down. I towed the P2NS to the near by Pulsar Service Centre, they registered a complain and informed the owner about the technical issues that led to this breakdown. P2NS’ owner was a nice guy, he did not threaten us, unlike the weed-guy who did the paper work while renting. He offered us to rent another P2NS from nearby rental and also accepted to reimburse the travel expenses.
Day 1, 20.00 somewhere Kumaraswamy Layout:
Again, not knowing where we are heading, we finally reached the 3rd rental spot asking the routes along the road. We now had a working P2NS. From there , we went back to the Forum Mall to pickup the spurred up kids after watching Gal Gadot in action! Hunger hit us hard, in no time we were at the Koramangala food street; parking the bikes at the street corner; hooked the helmets – one in the handle and the other in Fairy’s boot (under the seat). Lots of shops and lots of varieties, we went to dine at a hotel that lured our taste buds. After the supper, while I was looking for my wallet I realized that I had misplaced Fairy’s key. I bolted to the street corner, Fairy was GONE. I took some time to sink into the situation, my friends were approaching with a smile, every time you wont be lucky. I said, not this time either. Everyone’s face went pale. I decided to go to the police station near by.
Day 2, 00.30 @Some where on the ORR:
With a lot of coordination from the Zing Riders from my friend’s phone ( we were back online 😀 ), we were finally tracking the lost vehicle using the GPS co-ordinates. The owners called us after sometime saying that the vehicles that was travelling towards Hosur has now stopped at the same place for the past 20 minutes. They had called us asking for the keys, I blurted out saying that I had kept the key in the vehicles side lock and that was the trigger for this theft episode. They immediately asked us to go to Zing Riders showroom and get the spare key to the rescue site where Fairy was believed to be parked. The showroom was closed, all lights fused. We were asked to look for the showroom keys under the cloth near the store-shutter. B-A-M, we found the keys !!! It was little awkward to be inside someone’s place whilst they were away. We are looking for a guy called “Chotu” who will help us find Fair’s spare key. In the spare key box, there were 5 Honda Activa keys, and we left the showroom with all the 5 keys.
Day 2, 01.30 @Hosur Road:
The Night was pitch dark when we meet the owners on the Blr-Hosur highway, our teeth were clattering, the flesh was shivering and the heart pounding. We were in totally unfamiliar neighborhood, just believing some two strangers over a phone. I called this a bluff and Mr.OCD was scared as shit as well. We got convinced that we are being trapped by group of con artists. But to our pleasant surprise, the whole sequence of events was true and we finally found Fairy in the GPS co-ordinate where it was stopped. I tried the keys one after the other, Tick-Tick-CLICK… The 3td one did the magic. Fairy gleamed the place with her forehead beam light. We simply left the place, Me&Fairy. On reaching the highways from the interior, the Zing Riders stopped and said lets meet tomorrow in the office, now you can carry on with your plans. Glad I was, bid them goodnight. Reality hit me hard when I halted at the signal near Bommanahalli. Highway patrols would be on a quest for Fairy because we had lodged a complaint at the Koramangala Police Station. I was darn sure that no cop would believe my story “A thief stole my bike; I stole the bike back from the thief. Trust me Officer, I am not the thief !”. I felt doomed and scared to ride on this Fairy anymore. So, next we went to the police station and explained the officer that the owner has recovered the vehicle and excused ourselves form there. Police and Patrol vehicles had not even started to look out for the vehicle. It was fun, seriously ?
Day 2, 08.30 @home:
We were sleeping , tired from the rescue operation. Nandhi hills plan was dropped and we spent our time at PLaY Arena, shooting and bowling some pins.
Day 2, 14.30 @ZingRiders:
To my surprise, let me tell you this. Zing Riders were generous enough to fine me 250 rupees (100 for petrol + 150 for the lost key) only. I left the place with a smile 🙂
In those two days I met a few good people 🙂 Really ! . . .
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