So I dont dig cars!!!!!!

“DID YOU SEE THE BEAUTY THAT ZOOMED BY???!!!! Nope. I didn’t see the beauty that zoomed by. I was too buzy checkin out da guy who was paying the rickshaw fare. More often than not, while us college friends are walking, this is the line that gets repeated again and again and again till I feel I just have to let up and puke it out of my system. It gets worse when these is another pretty (the first one is me ofcourse!!!) gurl walking by the side.

Why would guys want to talk about cars and their make when soo obviously gurls don’t get it even if their lives depended upon it. Okie gurls in this context are the ones like me who are just so bad with automobiles that I have to look at the shiny alphabets in the rear of the gaddi to know what make it is. What the heck, I just can identify an Ambassador or a Maruti 800 and maybe a Santro without any help. The others are all the same. Tinboxes as a friend called it once. It doesn’t come as a wonder if I tell that I don’t know how to drive. But then even that admission isn’t enough to appease the minds and the talks of my guy friends. “Oh come on ships like that is a handicap!!! Look at A, she drives down to college but has she any clue if she is diving a ____ or a _____. She might as well be driving a cardboard box on wheels for all the respect she pays to the car. *rolling eyes*

Why such vehement response outta the blue would you ask? Because I am given a task. Setting up a fictional auto spare parts plant!!! As a part of the entrepreneurial project. I cant spell the darned word. Wont help the cause if I tell the professor I don’t have a single entrepreneurial bone in my entire body!!! The professor didn’t stop at just setting the Goddamned thing. He wants us to make it into a global leader in spare parts. !@##%$^????? *Choked voice box*

The best part is yet to come!!!! The guys in the team have no clue about automobiles. Bloody losers!!!! In other instances I would have thank the lord and hugged the guys but now I cant seem to decide if I should throttle them or myself. The situation would have been hilarious if not so pathertic. Iam at my wits end!! Tried googling for “spark plug” some one during the brain storming session told us that it is the smallest part after nuts and bolts. But then yesterday someone else told me there are different spark plugs for different types of vehicles. Id be damned!!!! Then we decided (so obviously didn’t want to complicate the already doomed to failure project) that windscreen would be the next bet. Now today im googling for wind shields from Garware.

*resigned to fate* There are some things a gurl doesn’t get. This is one of them. Technology is another. No I don’t feel bad or left out. There is only so much that a gurl can do to keep her ego into check. How would it help if I knew everything about everything. It would be hell to live wid someone with so intelligent and proficient in everything. Now if isn’t hell to live with me already, I leave it to Purva to comment. And im sure she wont let me down.

Psst psst: incidentally Purva knows a lot about cars and their makes and she can drive too. And before people reading this think she is God’s gift to “man”kind. Remember she has a forked tongue and a nasty mind.