T W E N T Y F O U R long hours!

So I was thinking along with this friend of mine to write a book for people who think theyare having a bad time lately. After they read this book they will feel So much better about their luck! I haven't figured out the name of the book as yet, but it would say something on the lines of "how many bad things can happen to you in 24 hours" !

I decided to drive to Dallas (which is 350 miles from where I stay). I didn't want to sit and mope at home alone on valentine's day. So I'm driving my fairly new car that I bought just 2 .5 mnths back & it was topped with oil and I didn't have to change it for another 2000 miles. So here em driving and trying not to look at the odometer that SO many more miles I have to drive when suddenly I saw it newey, and I see this on the odometer 15% oil. I was like what!!!!? How can that be. I still had 2k miles to go before the oil change.

I was like 150 miles from home and in the middle of nowhere. How the hell was I supposed to find a machenic on a Friday eveing at 5? I took the next exit newey and parked at someplace that seemd to be a car sales place. 2 men were talking and one of them offered to look at it and he confirmed that I don't need to change & it's prolly just saying that I still have 15% oil left or something. So I prayed to all the God's, EVEN though I know they were'nt listening because they're prolly partying really loudly ( after 5 on Friday, remb?) and culdn't hear it over the noise. So I took a deep breath and beagn to drive.

I had had lunch @ noon and by the time I reached Dallas it was late in the evening (8 p.m.) and all I wanted to do was eat ASAP. So I call my frnd I was to hang out with & tell him that em in Dallas and em on my way to the temple and after which all I wanted to do was eat a cow! Guess what he says, "oh why don't you eat something on the way, and we can meet later". I was like "what? I drove for 5 hours to be here and hang out with you. I am starved & all you have to say is, go eat by yourself!!"

The first thing I wanted to do when I reached Dallas is directly go to the temple where I used to go when I lived there (Ganaesha temple) to pray to wash all my dirty karma,because trust me I have been having a LOT of bad karma lately. 6 accidents in 10 months, and you get the drift... So, I try to make it before it closes and I drive there and guess what? there are no lights or a hoarding to say "temple". The temple has just vanished. I was like what-the hell! Even God is running away from me and all I wanted to do was, PRAY!! Not ask him to "marry" me!
Depressed I call my friend back(who was trying to reach me & had left a sorrowful message about being sorry). We met & ATE. So, we go to find my hotel, and it ends up being on the most other part of the town. I get ready to go out and dance my hear out. We had to pick up another friend who lived in the most DIFFERENT part of town (can you see this is just not getting any better?).

We had orignally planned to go to this new "supposed HOT joint". Ironically the place was called "Karma". But my friend's friend calls and wants to crash with us too so we ended up in a piano bar!!!! aaaaaaaargh! I just wanted to cry at this point.
By mid-night we decicded to go to Karma anwey. There was a $5 charge for parking & since we were ALL stingy to pay $5, (this came back & bit us in the B&tt, you'll see) we decided to park @ the strip mall opposite instead. With an entry fee of 20 bucks and the first sight at the entrence were 3 cops standing. No they were not busting the place, they were ACTUALLY oogling the crowd! I had walked into "China town". Scratch that and make it "under-aged China town". There were kids who were like 14 or 15 (@least they looked like it), clothing material barely covering the essentials. These kids were liternally DOING it on the dance floor. Call me old school, but 14 year old kids should be out watching a movie or writing in their journal or talking to friends about how they hate this world or studying or something. ELSE.

After digesting the big scene to our OLD indigestive systems we decided to call it a night as it didn't seem to be getting any better (at this point I still haven't realized I am way FAAAAR from the truth). So we walk out and begin to make our way towards the car talking about how unbelievable the scence was, how can thos..wait a minute.. where the hell is the car? I mean what the hell! we can't all NOT be seeing the car is not there rite? We ran around like mad mice in all directions going.. what..why..when..where? We finally figured out the car was towed. We were ALL so damn tired at 2 in the morning and it was freezing outside and NO car.

SO we call a cab, wait for 30 mins for it to come. Get in to find a minimal english speaking forigner. We reach the towing co. and said "whew! what a night glad it's over. We can take the d$mn car AFTER paying the millions bucks and go sleep. And THIS the God's were able to listen to "over their music" (they are partying remb?) and laugh their a$$es off. Why? Because my friend, it wasn't even close to being over. We walk up to the counter and demand our car! "your car is still not here" the lady behind the counter says. What do you mean? we scream horrified. "It means, the towing truck has not yet brought your car to the lot" and she *bang* closes her window IN OUR FACE. Yes my friend, imagine OUR re-action when we found out we had reached the towing lot BEFORE our car arrived!

So we decided to wait inside the cab because it was so d@mn chilly. We told the cabbie to stop the meter till the car came and guess what he says - "no can do, cuz if I do then I'll have to drive off to pick someone else". So here we are in a cab with the meter running and just waiting! what's a person to do in this situation? LAUGH. Yes you heard right, laugh! We had just been 'Karma-ed'. And for our entertainment we had Mr. Forigner playing us Afghan, Persian, Urdu pop/hip-hop songs. That cracked us up even more.

And we thought only we were karma-ed, another dude's car that was towed who had came to pick up his car had to find out that the towing truck that was towing his car had a flat tire somwhere in the city and no one (not even the God's that were partying so hard) knows where the hell they were or when they would be getting it here *more laughter*
Eventually, the car came and I got dropped off. But my frnd had to drop off this other guy and THEN go home.. And the P A I N continues.... So the next day (hey I said things that can go wrong in 24 hours and it started the evening the previous day so even today is still under contract). So, the day goes on fine actually pretty decent, cuz I finally found the temple and I bought my FRIST stiletto heels that FIT my feet and watched a SHAHRUKH Khan movie. *muah muah *

For our evening entertainment, we had planned to ditch our regualr desi DJ to go check out this new "supposedly happening desi party". We landed there only @ 1.30 AM AND paid 20 bucks to enter. AGAIN. And guess what? The party was AS bad as last night's Karma if not worse. Music su*ked, no cute guys, the ambience was HORRIFYING. I had to doble check the dates to see if it wasn't Haloween and I was imagining it to be "Valentine's".

So we decided to just call it a night, call it a life for the sake of our sanity and just GO sleep.THAT is the end of all the bad things that can happen to you in 24 hours. Or is it? Cuz I can here laughter and I have a feeling it's those God's partying up there. Right now (ironically again) as em tying this it's after 5 on a Friday and it's MY life and the Karma never ends.