McLaz and his F1 race with www. Part 1: Life- The Number Race

Monday Blues kicked. This time detrimentally. So fiction is at its best during such doldrums of the mind.

Let me foray into fiction. For a blog as young as this, it might not meet my dear readers expectations. Neverthless, a try.

Presenting the series of "McLaz and his F1 race with www".

Part 1: Life- The Number Race

Four years of spending time on the college campus, dinner in Hiranandani and movies at Regal Cinemas. Endless night in the Robotics lab and the many walks to Powai lake.  Simply said - love in the air.

That’s Dhruv a.k.a McLaz and Gia for you. A couple who seemed just picture perfect.

Dhruv grew up fantasizing fast cars, races, adventures and arithmatic. Cars, the speed and the numbers were his way of living. His love for F1 went on to procure him the McLaz name by best of his buddies. You guessed it right – coming from the McLaren team. In the realms of possibilities, not one seemed logical to Gia. Yet love blossomed. Just that he remained Dhruv for her. Not to rule out the possibility that pronouncing ‘McLaz’ seemed too intricate for Gia.

Gia on the other hand was one of the little girls with real long silky hair, sparkling eyes, who loved nature, the woods and long walks in the same.

Dhruv’s  rhetorical questions did irk Gia. Yet the tranquility of the nature that she had, kept them going.  Or was it something else in store for her that she embraced the nature of calmness?

What could go wrong with a ‘so much in love’ picture perfect couple? Does -not every cloud have a silver lining? Does one really see GOD when you experience a near death?

To be continued…..