Friday, September 25, 2009

My GPRS; the satellite lady



It was Friday night; everyone was in the mood to celebrate. . Of course I shared the mood, but I was off the hard stuff because I had to drive. I put it off as long as I could, but eventually I had to leave. I didn't know this part of town, and the busy network of roads led off in all directions like a rabbit's warren. I reached over to the GPS, punched in my destination and hit go.
A woman's voice emanated from the box on my windscreen, prompting me to turn at regular intervals. I gave her utmost respect, and followed her every command. In 100 meters, turn she commanded, and I turned. As I turned left she said “recalculating…..in 500 meter turn right’’. I wondered because I was doing precisely as I was being told. Anyway, I took it easy and followed the instruction given by the satellite lady. Recalculating’’ she repeated, anyway I had to follow her commands. In 200 meter turn right ‘’ again she said “turn right” I did turn right but immediately afterwards she said “recalculating ”, now I realized that something had gone seriously wrong ; she was leading me to the wrong direction.
I determined, to ignore any information acquired by the faulty GPRS. I drove haphazardly .After being confronted with the confusing turnings, intersections and amber lights I reached a quiet suburb. After a while, I felt that I had completely lost my way but carried on my tedious journey. The satellite lady continuously issued her commands, but I paid no attention together.
A couple of minutes later, I heard a grunt, which was identical to the satellite lady’s voice. Reiteratively, she was prompting “recalculating”… but I ignored her. Suddenly, I heard the sound of glass shattering; I stopped my car and looked around and in front. I saw the GPRS, mounted on my car, had been brushed aside; and a lady popped her head up. All of sudden she came out with a sword and addressed me “you stupid fellow, didn’t hear me? If you don’t need to follow my instructions why did you buy me? Merely waste of money. You don’t want to obey me? Each and every single person obeys me and follows my instructions but you…you idiot.’’
She bashed me over the head, with her sword and I fell to the floor . Eventually I woke up and slowly got to my feet. I had sweat on my face , fear in my soul and my body war trembling …I realized the reality: It was a night mare
Writer:-PRAEEP K TIMALSINA

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