last night when i was going to
amrapali's house i had a flat tyre. the car started making some klonky noises ever since i crossed Bashundhara city. but since it was me, i ignored it until this nice gentleman actually indicated something had gone wrong with my car close to Russel Square. so i got down and started inspecting the car and found the left rear tyre gave up on me. now this was seriosuly distressing. i hate changing tyres because
1. its hard work
2. its hard work
so i parked the car and was hoping against hope that i will find a tyre shop close by. luck was on my side this time. there was a shop abt 100 m in front. i was half expecting the guy to tell me that the tyre is useless - given the distance i drove before realizing what happened and inflicting permanent damage. however, all was well - no such thing from the guy. he just went about his business and fixed it in about 20 mins. it was only when i reached her house and parked inside the garage that i found my right indicator light has been neatly extracted grom its groove. its amazing really - i could have sworn no one was lurking beside my car during the tyre fixing episode - yet someone managed to pull off this miracle. u gotta hand it to this notorious yet, highly skilled gang for their efficiency. my only consolation was that it wasn't the wing mirror or any other hard to find object.