My First Wife!!

Well, This is no big secret but as a matter of fact, not many people know my first wife. Maybe my mom, dad, sis and couple of my cousins knew of this. I also believe none of my friends knew this.
She is not a 22-yrs 5'5'' young female. She was my 2002-born, 100 cc ,hot chick from hero honda's family..yes..its my splendor.

How it became my wife is a big story...

Scene I: A bright sunny sunday of 2002, around 12:30 AM
Location : The driveway in front of my house

The whole area looks like flood-affected zone lashed by incessant rains for 2 days... and standing majestically in the middle of this wetness zone is my new splendor , shining bright and sexy wet. But just 10 feet away in all directions,it was all but wet. there is no sign of even the slightest drizzle. just next to it is a slithering water tube running to the deep ends of the house. All the life's elixir which it had just gobbled would be much closer to the volumetric augmentation (where did this come from??) of all the water that i would have wasted in the name of bathing myself everyday for one whole month!

Scene II:
Same place, Same day (w.ref.to scene I) around 9.30 AM
Mom : Karthik, have u started washing the bike ??
Me : Yes Ma, jus started
Mom : Finish it quick I need to use the tap.
Me : Sure Ma.

(One long hour rolls by)

Mom : Dai Thambi, Finished???
Me : In another 15 or 20 minutes Mom
Mom : OK... finish it quick

(its almost 11.30 now)

Mom (At the top of her voice) : I am going to stop the water now... r u going to finish it or not??
Me : Almost done mom!!! it'll be over in another 5 or 10 minutes
Mom : R u washing the bike or doing Abishekham to it???
Me : Hehe (My standard policy, "grinning but no answering")

( Back to scene I )

Me : Mom, its done. you can stop the water (actually the reason for me blurting this out is, she had already stopped the water without asking me )
Mom : I know it has to be over, my boy. you don't have any other go!!!
Me : Hehe (This time, the grinning plus the additional head-scratching, Damn, I'm such a loser!!! )

My Bike just looked awesome , especially because of all the kerosene that i had applied in all the steelish zones after the waaaaater wash!!!. I parked the bike in the parking lot , came back and collected all the cleanup utils viz., water tube, mug, clothpieces, etc. and had just entered the house

Scene III (it was around 12.45 )
Location : Inside my house

My sister who was watching the TV , turned and smiled at me ( mockingly, of course ) as i entered the hall and i couldnt do much better than my usual grinning.

Mom : Dai, doesn't this appear to be too much to you??
Me (Its difficult, but try to imagine a innocent face on me ): Which appears to be too much, Mom??
Mom : Will anyone wash their bike for 2 and 1/2 hours ?
Me : Mom , its my new bike and i have to wash it properly....
Mom : that's not sufficient kannaa.... u have to wash it regularly...
Me : Of course, i'll wash it regularly... no doubts on that...
Mom : Oh, Let's see that when it happens... u know what???... there is something called ' Pudhu pondaati Mogam' (literally means 'Passion for the new wife' and see this is where it all started !! )
Me (again innocent face ): what's that, Mom??
Mom : Its that a husband takes so much care of their wife in the beginning and all that care wades away as time passes by.. and the story of your bike is going to be just the same
Me : No mom, never. OK .. i'll come your way.. I will take her as my "first" wife ..( Just couldn't think that my married life will end with THIS one wife.. ) well i'll show you that u all r wrong . I'll show u that 'Pudhu Pondaati Mogam' Concept does not work for me...
Mom : OK Son, We are all going to see what's gonna happen...

Scene IV:
Location : My current location (wherever let that be)
Time : Current Time

My bike is still running(am wondering How, after all these years of torture), jus that she looks much dirtier than before and drinks a lot more petrol to keep herself running

And one thing has gone absolutely topsy-turvy, its that my bike gets lesser water in a month than that i use to bathe myself in a day.

Me (to myself) :
Well, there are some good morals/lessons to be learnt from my own life
No.1 - Never promise something which u already knew that u wont/cant do!!
No.2 - Moms are always right in judging you!!
No.3 - Damn, The 'Pudhu pondaati Mogam' should be one hell of a concept??

However, after all these lessons , i still have one thing to say
"I Love my Bike!!!!"