Meter Down!

It is pouring cats and dogs. You don’t have an umbrella (it always rains, when you don’t have one). And why should you have one in OCTOBER? (Nature and its mysterious ways, we will never understand!) You are trying to protect yourself from the heavy downpour with your tiny little bag and begging for a rickshaw to take you home. You feel the urge to curse everyone. The thing you hate most at the moment is the suave cars passing by splashing water on you as if mocking you.

Some rickshaws just pass by, not bothering to even look around.

And then one of them stops. A “jhund” of people rush (from god knows where) for that one. All of us beg. But the snob refuses to hear our pleas.
Meri Marzi! :P

Have you seen his arrogance? Everyone instantly blurts the wildest gaalis, frustrated of this awful behavior. But he is indifferent. He has no remorse. He feels no pity or pain. And if you dare ask him the reason, he gives most absurd answers:

“Gas nahi hai.”

“Mujhe udhar nahi jana.”

Can we win against this?

Not only their rates but also their rowdiness is increasing. Do you realize that they are ruling us and our schedules?

So next time, when a rickshaw driver stops in front of you expecting you to jump into his rickshaw, try ignoring him, and experience the immense pleasure you get in doing so!

One of you,
Rtr. Nirali Joshi

Comments

  1. Too good... every-time an auto wallah or a cabbie refuses to ferry me, I feel like shooting the son of a b*&#%... but as you said in the end.. shooing away an auto wallah is one of the most awesome sadistic pleasure these days..

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