G.M. Ride.....

Its 5 in the morning and am late. Oh God, these shoes, they are so heavy. Bulging from everywhere. i feel as if m walking in a cake of mortar. i've to run, almost run...or i'll miss the bus.
It comes at 5:25 at westend, one of the oldest cinema hall in pune located in the most visited area M.G. Road, about 4kms from railway station.
Oh! n my PG is also located in a lane opposite RS.
Yes, that means i was walking 4kms everymorning (except sundays). Still no loss...no weight loss...those extra cellulites are still happy to beat me in this race.
Beat...ya from Beat i remember the car Beat....CHEVROLET BEAT. Thats the car about to enter the production. right now we are manufacturing SPARK, The Car That Blinks! ;) But we take 7-9 cars in each shop for a trial. they call it as non-saleable bucket. These cars are not to be sold out in the market. They either go to R&D or CMM (co-ordinate measuring machine) or scrap. But not for sale ofcourse. We were wondering where d hell do the do so much of research of 350 cars.......OMG! Instead, we could have made a better use of it them R&D. Here 'We' as in we 5 GET's. Graduate Engineer Trainees! Myself, Natasha, Krishna (we often ponder on this question as to why destiny wants us togather at every stage), Pooja and Neha + 1 Sumitra. By this time pooja, neha and krishna has got their departments of work. Pooja is going to paint shop, neha to GA (general assembly shop) and krishna to body shop.
Here, am taking pleasure for a thought that nobody's offered press shop so probably i stand a chance. I dont want to go to paint shop. i can't imagine how i'd be in summers if am sweating in september itself. reason being, we have to wear a proper boiler suit like outfit over our regular cotton trouser and shirt.
I'd prepared wid ol my dialogues to say when Shantanu Ghoshal or Rahul Deshmukh sir would declare mine & natasha's respective departments and in case if am offered paint shop. i was cool with ol other shops.

Finally, i reached my stop. Natasha hasn't come as yet.
Her dad comes to drop her in car. Silver Maruti Esteem. She stays at Dhole Patil road.
Aah! there she comes... Now, we are 3 of us. Me, natasha and her dad. The street which is crowded wid ol kind of hawkers selling hair clips & bands, stoals, earings n ol kind of girly stuff....is desserted at this hour of the day.
Oops! the bus has arrived. gotta go.

Well! Hetal sir has come today.
the moment i enter bus my 1st sight goes to the seat where Hetal sir sits. Not because i had a crush on him or so...but since now that i've got my department and shop....just to confirm that today i'll be watched by my boss or the day is spared by his absence....But any which ways i liked him in 1st meet only.
Very cool and composed person. So was my higher boss, Bapat Sir. Respect to jaise phoot phoot ke nikalti he unke liye....very sober, polite and understanding. People have this notion that maintenance people are very agressive and indecent but here the case is reverse.......

Oh! how do i tell you how much i love writing about the whole G.M. Ride.....
but guys...you'll have to wait untill i can find more time some other day....
i got to rush or my mom will be upset.