Tiny matters ..

Disclaimer: this piece is not the product of fiction. The characters in the piece are taken from real life .any resemblance to fantasy is purely intentional.

Statutory warning: girls who use their boyfriends as drivers and guys who drive car begged from dowry my words may be injurious to your health, make up and masculinity respectively.

These winters have seriously taken toll on the lucknow roads, here traffic is a natural phenomenon and nobody escapes this glorious event in any part of the day. Anyone driving through engineering college, tehri pulia ,munsi pulia and the great polytechnic. This is the natural phenomenon that is so integral, that when on Saturdays it’s not there, people feel incomplete.

Though my father has suggested me to drive through kapporthala road which has less traffic, but I love to drive through this mess ,since I learnt my best life lessons while I got stuck in traffic, like being more patient, kind and down to road.

This Thursday it was even more wonderful, vehicle- full scene at the polytechnic. At this juncture all the measures to curb traffic get stuck in front of the audacity of traffic-fullness .though they keep on expanding roads, but nothing helps.

It seemed everybody fell in love with my maestro and me and they were singing out loud with their horns “tera rasta mai chordu na”.

On my left was middle aged uncle who was on his hero splendor plus was trying his level best to overtake the guy in front of him on his Pulsar.

In front of me was black SUV showing its might to all behind it. We all felt... (We actually felt nothing ….)

On my right ,the guy on his Bajaj discover was carrying his girlfriend(where I could not guess).because my mind is so naughty and restless, I gave that guy sarcastic look and said in my mind “hey you driver…!!”

His girlfriend after seeing my face held him even more tightly.(had somebody held me tightly in traffic ,I would have given that person tight slap).Anyway don’t know why she held him tightly .Do I look that fool , who would take off her helmet ,untie my white duppata from my face ,would rest my scooty on stand. Then I would approach the guy and would take off his helmet as well and take his hair in my hands suddenly would kiss him and that too in traffic. That too to that person who wasted his parent’s money and efforts only to become driver!!!

By the time I was done with this weird thought, traffic and vehicles moved slightly. Then this person on his Yamaha appeared with PRESS written over it .The way lead was coming out from his vehicle proved he never gave it to the agency for servicing, once “free servicing” service was over. I wonder is this a reason why media has lost its sheen over the years in terms on content and variety.

In opposite lane I saw newly wedded white wagon R was coming laden with flowers .ok

I got the reason to the increasing traffic in lucknow too many marriages and too much dowry cars.

A guy might not have money to afford patrol, but wants handsome ransom in form of car in the gamble called marriage. I always heard male ego hurts, every time anyone says them “you didn’t buy this by your own”. Then why?? Their male ego does not hurt when they drive cars begged in dowry.

Last night Only this wagon R would have created mess on the roads along with kaafila of baraat . Just because one is eager to meet his prospective bride, doesn’t mean one would block out road and would not let others stuck in traffic to see their partners in their homes.

Back to polytechnic rush. Slowly and steadily roads were cleared, everybody accelerated their vehicles and barged like Awadh –e –warriors to their destinations .traffic placeman stand dumbstruck and helpless. If laws are meant to be broken, then traffic laws are meant to be buried.

I too accelerated on black road, which had imprints of dog’s dead body visible, which would have been crushed few days back by speeding vehicle. Now I understand what they actually meant in bollywood movies when they said “tu kutte ki maut marega”.

Oh! Only wild animal on the planet is human. Then I passed by the beautiful tress along side road, and on footpaths street children were standing and begging. These things I did not notice when there was traffic.

The analogy is-

There is so much traffic in our lives that sometimes, conceals those things that need our attention and be taken care of soon. In our busy schedules (life- traffic), we miss out whom we hurt, whom we cheated, whom we bruised. So take break from traffic and look at those tiny matters of your life that need urgent attention.