The sighters' Club

Well I have done it. I now belong to the group of those (un)privileged few who have sighted. Sighted what? Hold your breath…….A GHOST. Yes a real ghost. Well, I am not really sure if ghosts are for real, but I am sure ,it was a ghost.
I had gone with Shankarda on a long drive on the highway. Shankarda is a classmate here in my MBA class but more of a big bro. He is as passionate about going on long drives or rides on the bike, as I am. So we went to Borsad, a place about 30 kms from Anand. While returning, I saw the headlight of a vehicle getting off. My glasses have scratches so I dismissed it as an aberration. And in fact as we passed the spot there wasn’t anything except the trees lining the highway. It was then that Shankarda shouted, gaadi ta kothay gelo (Where did the vehicle go?). And it was then that I became sure that it was not after all a visual aberration. He had seen the headlight and I wasn’t hallucinating. And then reality dawned upon me at 8:25 in the night on National Highway No.228, that I had finally gained an entry into the club. The club of sighters.