My first post in 2011.
Today, I managed to get myself a spot in the Mumbai Grand Prix. Infact, I am a part of this race almost every single day. The cars are all lined up at the start point (which is actually a traffic light that's just turned Red.....) You can hear the engines revving. The light turns Orange to say Get Set....the cars at the back have already started honking...all of us start inching ahead slowly.. The light still doesnt say 'Go'...We move ahead a bit further...the honking intensifies as though to say "come on man!...go..go.. go..." Its finally turned green and the race has begun...
Yes i'm talking about Driving - in the City of Mumbai. It's no less than a race! No one wants to wait even for a second and everyone's already run out of patience. Hardly matters if its 9 am or 9 pm.
As though the car honking from the back isn't creating enough stress for me, the cabbie who was driving in the leftmost lane has suddenly realised he had to make the right turn that we just passed by.. So what does he do? Stick's his hand out and swerves to the right. Its my way on the highway buddy! And of course, its totally my responsibility to slow down and let him pass by. Well, since I care for my car, I have no choice but to let him go.
So that done, now I'm cruising comfortably in top gear at a speed of 60 kms/hr and Oooooh! A man with his wife and 4 kids has decided to cross the road..Now thats when i forget all my manners and shower at him all the choicest abuses. Abusive language in a situation like this is permissable behaviour, i think. Feels good for sure.
Finally, my smile's back and I continue to head home. So what if no one else has the patience, let me try and keep mine intact. I turn up the volume and decide to enjoy the music.... Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel!!!!
