Thursday, 1 October 2015

5 minutes on Traffic Signal

  “ Cars and Cars everywhere but none of them was moving :P :P “
Anyone who has lived in Bangalore even for a day will comprehend exactly what I meant by above line :P :P
Day before yesterday I encountered one terrible traffic congestion  and atrocity increased when it started raining at once. People were plunging to the dryest corners, Cars  around me started honking the horn at fullest and I started experiencing bittersweet emotion. Happy I was because of the car in which  not even  a single raindrop could touch me and sad because this traffic stood up against my patience level. There was  too much commotion on the road, everything seemed to be going haywire and worst happened when I couldn't hold my patience and started grumbling about everything crossing my mind.
Things would have been under control if I had carried the umbrella with me. Had I been walking than I would have taken the footpath and reached my place by now. Why people are blaring horn, can’t they see it’s not helping at all. What's wrong with my mobile, why its battery dying now.Last month I should have bought new mobile when dad told me to by one, God what’s wrong with the network…. Oh fuck, I’ll be late for the gym today. I guess I should buy a brand new bike next month then I’ll be able to avoid all this traffic crap. Oh wow, they opened up new Baskins Robbins ice cream parlor in our block, I must go now  and eat but holy shit I’m trapped here in this cab among shitloads of people on road who can’t just stop honking their horn……. BLAH … BLAH …. BLAH.
and with this a giant gale of questions started rolling out in me but suddenly I heard a tapping sound on the window pane. At the back of my mind I thought who can be tapping at this time and to find out this, I brought down the window pane a little and found a small boy over there holding a bunch of pens in his hand and asking me to buy one. He was a kiddo, drenched from tip to toe, shivering like hell but determined to sell his pens to me or anyone. Though I couldn’t offer him the seat in my car ( may be because he didn't want it ) but bought one pair of the pen. I gave him money and in return he waved a smile at me and moved to next car.

After this event, suddenly the rumbling gale in me came to peace as if it got everything. No more questions were striking hard my mind’s wall. Instantly I found a complete peace as if I got everything from those “TWO PENS”

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