Those who travel regularly by auto will understand the point I am trying to make. It easier to find rain in Rajasthan than a good auto person whose aim in life is not to con you out of your hard earned money (I am hoping my boss will agree to the latter part).
Anyways, last Saturday the impossible happened. I finally managed to meet a good one.
It so happened, I was invited to a Barbeque party on Sunday evening and by a stroke of bad fortune, I managed to lose my cell phone on Saturday at a Christmas Concert. Which effectively meant I could not contact half of the people I know, as I am terrible at remembering phone numbers?
I was still standing in stunned acceptance of the whole thing, when my friend came and whisked me off to the party place. The whole evening, passed in pleasant recollection of the whole experience.
Isn’t it great...? This Christmas thing!?