THE HITCHHIKER’S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY
Its headlights glare, and its radiators grin. As its elegant body gleams, it bares its perfectly lined up snow-white teeth and snarls viciously as if releasing a devil within. Beneath the enormous and broadly-shaped body, its power supply gargles as if drowning in deep sea water. Lizard-like monsters cruise by, leaving dustbins flinching, houses coughing and shop doorways keeping their mouths shut.
Coolly and calmly, these humans walk, even stroll by, not even taking a second glance at this spectacularly amazing sight. Whereas, I, astonished by its fantastic and shiny body, was amazed at how these people just walk straight past this magnificent spectacle. If only I knew what it was. I called it a “Rattachatta”, which is “Great Monster,” in planet Betelgeuse. I guess I’ll continue calling it that.
As it glides along this long bizarre track, (also known in my planet as a, “Fallachech”), its cat-black tongue lashes across the glistening back of the tarmac night. As the Rattachatta’s headlights stare, newspapers shuffle by with their hands in their pockets, trying not to be intimidated by this beautiful beast.
Trying not to be so amazed, I noticed another thing that I had never in my life seen before: it was resting upon four circular rubber things, also known in my land as, “Chinga-langa-satta-batta,” which literally means four circular rubber things. These Chinga-langa-satta-battas are so tough that they can hold this fat body’s weight and spin around to move it. They can hold the weight of even seven odd and ugly looking creatures which sit comfortably inside.
Oh how I would love to get inside one of these things. If only I knew how. There were thin gaps which separated the doors of the Rattachatta. Where does one open this latch? As I tried to pull it, it wouldn’t open. Pulling even harder now, I heaved it so hard that it ripped right off.
When, with the handle in my hands, I...