cant get enough of it huh?!

almost one year ago, 15th july, was my first day of the 3rd academic year. and i was hanging out in south bombay with yash n isaac. 2day is that one day before the 4th academic year begins 2moro. and 2day was no less memorable as last year. its a sunday so we planned to go to talegaon- me, pran and mohi. after lot of discussions and chats all thru saturday evening, we kicked off at 7.30 am from my place. 2 pep+ bikes, three chirpy monkeys all covered with appropriate sun, rain and wind protections!
so, we rode about 30 kms from the city and came across this interesting place where we saw it was possible to climb. in no time we were up the hill and needless to say, the talegaon plan was no where in the scene. tho from up there we cud see talegaon. it was a slippery yet cool climb. goats, cattle, colourful insects were all there. we discovered theres a shiva temple on the top. it was awesome, a beautiful metallic idol in a cave! it started raining as we climbed down but as we reached half it was sunny again. we sat there for about an hour, chatting and laughing away about random things...we finally reached the foot of the hill , all sweaty and hungry. we had misal pav at a dhaba near by and began our way back at noon. it was all going well until we reached kothrud. me and pran we talking about eating ice-cream somewhere and BANG!!!
all i saw was a mini tempo in front of me that was too close to avoid. i dashed, pran who was sitting behind me hurt her tooth by banging on my head as we both dramatically fell down on the road. ppl around ran for us, picked up the bike and we managed to get up . mohini who saw his happening from behind was at her peak of panic! ofcourse. we parked the bikes aside and scanned ourselves for bruises. pran was fine except the tooth and her lip has swollen now. i hurt my legs in some places and i felt the mirror was pressed against my stomach.
the best part was when we were ready to leave for home. i cudnt find the bike keys. we looked around on the road, nothing. i was lost again and just put my hand in the pocket and there! it was in my own pocket. in the whole accident situation, i dint remember i had put it there after parking as usual. habits. everyone laughed at me including me!
the whole thing was my mistake in the first place also coz m so susceptible to running into vehicles! its crazy.

generations

normally, when elder siblings grow up, their stuff like books, toys etc. are used second hand by their younger sibling. like sidd used some of my fav toys. he also uses two of my old bags. and its always a funny feeling to see him carry my bag with his books to his class, the same bag that once stuffed with my material i carried to my class. i still love that bag! but 'de diya', chhota bhai..!
now, i never thought such a situation would reverse. from 2day, m gonna use sidd's old bicycle coz he got a new one! yes. and like a sweetheart he was trying to lower down the seat height coz its way too high for me. but its rusted so we gonna need a mechanic to get it done. but the point is, i feel cool. i mean i never used anyone's things like that before coz m the elder one! and now i am coz sidd is like half a foot taller than me and goes around being like my elder brother just coz hes taller and stronger!! i cant do taigiri anymore! its all bhai giri.