the mystery, that is the indian driver

i am a proud owner of a 15yr old scooter. though i learned riding it just 2 years back. yes, one fine day i decided that i dint want to be at the mercy of a cabbie (most of whom consider themselves the next best thing after coca cola). these breed of people actually assume that we will forget where we are going and go to a destination of their choice. unfortunately i live in a country where traffic rules are kept to a bare minimum and the cop who is vigilante enough but the population of errant citizens overwhelms him. 

so here i am, me and my ride, trying to reach our destination in one piece amidst all this mayhem.... when... BAM! some idiot will overtake you from the left or zoom past you at break neck speed. just when you have recovered from that (a minor heart attack nonetheless) we have the big bully of the road - the BEST bus.... or for those who have never had the 'pleasure' of experiencing this joyride.. its the exact replica of the red buses we see in England. now this dude firmly believes that given the sheer size of his vehicle, he is the king of the road.... and beyond reproach. so whenever i find myself in front of one of these, i just accelerate like crazy to put as much distance between me and him.if you unfortunately decide to overtake him then... we gotta face the consequences... coz there is none like a bus driver scorned.

and then, the reason behind the title i chose... the mystery.... the 4 wheeler driver who insists on honking even at a red light just to make sure that i havent fallen asleep on my 2 wheeler or who will keep on honking one mile before a signal so that i move faster only to be caught at the signal later on.. coz he failed to judge that he would never have made it on time anyway. at such moments, i calmly come riding along and stop next to his vehicle and tell him, "oh! you are still here?!? i thought you must be long gone seeing that your ass was on fire back there." most of them fail to catch my sarcasm.. others ignore it. for others who honk even though they can see traffic stuck in front of me for miles... i just spread my hands and do the action of flying and tell him to go ahead and try it. that normally shuts them up.

i am made to believe that this problem does not exist in other parts of the civilized world. well... good for them... as for me... i spend my days suffering mini heart attacks and enriching my vocabulary with words not fit to be on this domain. i will never unravel the mystery that is the great Indian driver. i just want to catch the bugger who gave these lunatics their licenses... and get his head examined.