How ideas bloom out.

I was thinking of buying a car,and many options came up in my mind. One year back, I wished to buy scorpio, and even boasted to my friend mathew that I would buy a scorpio in one year time.
1 year and many months have passed, and I didnt even think of my bet,and didnt buy a car. I forgot the matter altogether until now.

Yesterday

My question where is Albert, was answered by one of my friends.He has gone to kottayam.what for?was my query Friend:So didn’t you hear Albert is looking for a new car.
So he maybe at kottayam, in some car showroom, Who is with him? I lost my thoughts there. When my friend came back, he told me his story about the trip.
Santro is a good car and he has selected it, and I came back and slept.

Today

After abandoning my plan of having food from hostel after seeing the familiar food pattern in hostel mess, I was thinking about having food.
I had two options before me,either have food from Mess or go to sleep and rise in the evening

Surprise! Here comes Albert.

Alia!(friend), had food? Me:no. Let’s go out and have biriani from Floral Park. So we had our food there, and met some of our friends there,came back and he dropped me at hostel.
He went out again on his bike to buy a recharge coupon for his mobile phone( To call home,his mother had called him earlier and he had no balance to call back).

I didn’t have the thought ” Why do I see him again and again” when I met Albert after a few minutes I thought it up now. This time he was going out to buy Sports magazine.
I led him to a familiar place, where the shopkeeperwas known to both of us.Albert told me about the shopkeeper, a man who doesn’t show gratitude. I implored him to tell more about the incident, and he began to narrate
the story until we reached the front of the store. Did he hear us? I had a thought then, which I lost when I and Albert lost ourselves searching the bookstore for a sports magazine. We couldn’t find any, we were disappointed,
while scanning the books a book had caught my eye. I took the book and began reading, Albert went across the street to another bookstore.It is a car buyers guide.Albert came back and HE HAD A SMILE ON HIS FACE.
I bought the book and mounted on his bike and we rode back to the hostel.

After I settled everything, I began to lay down to sleep.I barely closed my eyes when a familiar face popped up by my side, this time it is not Albert.Who else other than Jomon.He is doing Msc outide state.
A friend of mine, and an intimate friend of Mujeeb my neighbour in hostel.His room is opposite to mine,Jomon has come in search for Ayub we couldn’t find Mujeeb in his room.He maybe in ward 24 I answered before Jomon could ask me where he might be.
I called him but he is switched off,Informed Jomon. I tried to call, but, got the same answer from the lady at the Telephone Exchange, does she get any sleep? He has another number, let me try again, great this time the phone is ringing. Why doesn’t he pick it up.
He uses this number to access internet on phone. Maybe he has left it in his room.

The Car buyers manual was by my side, I asked for Jomon’s opinion. Santro is a nice car,my car is Santro. He has come to get an appointment with a surgeon.
And I mentioned the name of one who is approachable and good at his work. I described the way to the surgeons consultation and the way to ward 24.

Albert again,this time I had my fast track magazine in my hand, and we had a detailed discussion. I came back to sleep,and while I was drifting off to sleep, a wonderful idea crossed my mind.

It was about building a simulation, with a computer keyboard
and gear system of a car. I imagined it so well that I was so happy at that time.

I already knew something about google flight simulator,but learning more about it, I knew it will cost me a lot of money.So I started the basics
of making a simulator and have shelved the project for some years.