Friday, June 13, 2008

Love thy Autowala


I had been out the whole day and managed to get only a few hours of sleep before work. Bones cracking and octupus eyed I dragged myself to get ready for work. Had a quick bite to eat with my lovely wife and rushed out the door. We had some targets to meet at work and was thinking of how we could do something different as I kicked started my bike.

The time was 7 PM IST and the roads were empty and we citizens had a smile on our face...everyone was a "Happy Singh."...you get the picture right !!!

It was a pretty uneventful ride till I felt a thud behind me.....TN 01 -Z- 3546 had just bumpered me in thick traffic. Yup, the yellow devil had struck again and with perfect precission and absolute innocence. Come on Boss you know how traffic iiissss....adjust saar...This time he didnt blame me for using my breaks, but he was really upset that I stopped the traffic to ask him what, why and ..never mind !!! By now I had reached boiling point and wanted to smash his auto like in the Incredible Hulk...I suddenly remembered a verse I knew from sunday school. "Love thy neighbour as thyself" WHAT, Love this Auto Kara....Man how can you love anyone in a Kaki and yellow combo... Another verse came to my mind " What use is it to love them that love you"....I took out my phone and started taking down Autoraja's number plate...I told him I was upset NOT because he bumpered me but because he seemed upset that this conversation was a waste of his time.Seeing me take down his number made him change his attitude..He started apologising and said "Saar I'll fall on your feet, please let me go"....Hmmmm I should try this with his buddies also...Anyways he realised his mistake and apologised wholeheartedly... I had calmed down by now and let him pass.

In India, auto rickshaw drivers generally appear in all-khaki clothes. Many of them belong to trade unions and celebrate May Day and International Labour Day.
In Mumbai, Chennai, Delhi and Bangalore, auto drivers often refuse to drive prospective customers to various destinations, albeit this being illegal. The hapless commuter then has to shop around, hopping from auto to auto in search of the right one. Normally their rates are the cost of their auto.

7 comments:

Amri's World said...

hey pain.... keep writing :) .. good job .... when are u gonna write one in praise of me :P

Macabreday said...

try as i might, its hard to love some of these guys :P they make themselves so unloveable. i dread the moments when i have to take an auto, just because of the confrontation that is sure to happen, related to price.

The PaUnCh said...

macha...you should have kicked him when you had the chance...we need to teach these guys a lesson..

Macabreday said...

yea, first kick his ass... then love him :P

anu kalikal said...

i read ur first entry .. it was beautiful

Amri's World said...

y are u not posting any more blogs ????

Shaaz said...

Nice :D