As always, I woke up late. But, fortunately there was nothing important to attain. So, just started an uneventful day with tea and aalu-parotha.
Afterwards, when I went out to give the car to service station, due to newly built flyovers in Vadodara city and the new drivers of bikes, most possibly without licence, it took us more than an hour to reach Chhaani. Meanwhile, heavy downfall of rain is introduced on our way and the rainwater decided to stay on the road. Sanskar Nagari has always been very courteous to the guests, and it maintained the tradition for the rain-water too.
We had a good welcome at service station too. We had to leave our car there. We decided to take an auto to reach Bus-depot first amidst the continuous heavy rain. We could manage three plastic bags to save our mobile phones and the pink currency notes in out wallets. I've heard that these pink notes are generous in spreading the pinky happiness to adjacent currencies and we were in no mood of increasing the value of our wallets.
We requested an autowalla to take us to Bus-depot, but he (im)politely denied without providing any valid reason. He must be interested in enjoying the beautiful monsoon, we assumed. The mechanic, Harshit Prajapati, at service station was generous enough to drop us at our destination in our car. The mall-cum-bus stop was full of passengers, as almost all the buses were running late and many were cancelled. Fortunately, my company got the bus. So, after he sat in the bus, I came out to reach back home. I was aware that autowallas would take complete advantage of the situation and was mentally and monetarily prepared to pay more. But, unfortunately almost all the roads were blocked and the city-buses and auto-rickshaws were on halt.
After walking for around one and half hour, I decided to wait for the miracle to happen at Kadak Bazar. Finally, I decided to cross the Railway flyover to reach the other side of the railway station in a hope to get the auto from the other side. And, indeed, the miracle happened. There was a shout of "Tandalja.. Tandalja..", I straight went to the auto, it was full, four people behind and one on the driver side, without wasting the time, I took the other side and sat there. After finishing the cigarette, the experienced and brave driver came and took us on rain-ride. He found newer roads and placed us at our respective destinations.
Unlike many, I reached home, completely drenched in the second rain of Vadodara. I did nothing in the rest of the day as my humble tribute to the Municipal Corporation of Vadodara.
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