I was
driving back to home, humming a tune from one of dev anand's song- dil ka bhanwar kare pukar. Had been listening
to this song since morning. Its dev anand's birthday today. Facebook, radio,
news channels, all flooded with wishes for him and his songs, beautiful songs
he has acted for. Remember Guide? Wow!
Another beautiful movie by dev anand. I was lost in the beautiful duet- dil ka bhanwar kare pukar. A beautiful girl
overtook me in her scooty. This girl I have noticed a number of times near my
home. She is a big show-off, tries to be a diva, but unfortunately is not. She
has an East-Asian orientation, fair, dresses like a mannequin in a lady-garment
shop. Honestly, I don't like her. And moreover, I don't like her overtaking me
at high speed. She had done this a couple of times, and I have never liked
that. Maybe, it was my reaction to her overtake that invited her to do it again
every time she would encounter me on my wheels.
But this
time I decided to ignore her. I wanted to keep enjoying my humming. Beautiful
song! Isn't it? So I successfully withdrew my attention from the
overtaking-conflict and slowed down my wheels, back to normal speed. She slowed
down too. Yes, she wanted me to react in the usual fashion. She wanted me to
overtake her so that she could overtake
me again and the overtaking-race would continue till I turn right for my home
and she moved ahead for her's. But this time, I had decided to break the
tradition and follow my suite. She waited for me for some time. I did not
react.
In the
meantime, another car came in to do my rituals and pressed her down to her side
of the road, honking and racing the accelerator to the aggressive limits. She
lost her balance for a while, but then regained it, and thankfully did not
fall. I was watching all this happening in front of my wheels. Remember, I had
been over-taken! I felt glad. Chalo! This would
teach her a lesson. I was also thankful that she didn't fall.
Anyways,
she regained her balance and her senses and kept driving, me behind her. I
still had no intentions of not breaking the tradition. You go your way! I am not in the mood today! She probably got
it. So, she speeded up and drove off. I was back to my humming. Ha! Ha! She was
already pissed-off over being overtaken by a car, almost losing to her senses.
She was feeling subjugated, defeated, humiliated. She needed this.
Humming the
song and driving smoothly I reached the signal, which was the end point of the
first lap of our overtaking-race, traditionally. The predator- car was at the
signal and the prey-scooty beside it, at the driver's window. And wow! They
were having a nice argument in the middle of the road. I took my wheels close
to them so that I could listen and enjoy their heated-conversation. The girl
was in complete revenge-mode. So she was fighting with all her energy and
enthusiasm, of course without making any sense. Women usually do that, actually
mostly. Watching her funny argument with the car-driver, the dialogue from the
movie Pyar ka Punchnama came to my mind-
hum ladkon ki ek basic si need hoti hai, to
make sense in an argument. Ladkiyon ko koi fark nahi padta, sense jaisi bekar
si cheez ke liye wo argument haar jayein?
10 seconds
were left for the signal to go green. They had fought for the last 100 seconds
or something and I think that the car driver had lost to her. Of course he had
to, there's no point arguing with a girl, probably just off her teenage, about
the way she should drive on the road. Ha! Ha! Clever man. She adjusted her
rear-view mirror to my face and instinctively I looked into her mirror, our
eyes met. She gazed at me like I was responsible for all that. But I was so
determined to avoid her today that nothing on earth could get me involved. The
signal went green. The car driver waited for her to lead, as if trying to show
his etiquettes to a lady. Or maybe he was. I followed her, smiling at the car
driver. That must have encouraged him.
She was now
driving calmly, probably in a shock. Pissed off by the incident. How could a
car driver insult her, such a diva, in the middle of the road. Her mood was
completely bruised. I kept driving, not humming anymore. Trying to observe her
reaction to the incident that had just taken place, her humiliation. Her ego
was grinded. She could not even think of any overtaking-race at this point of
time. I didn't like that either. The car driver had done his job, and had now
disappeared.
A kilometer
before the right-turn to my house is CCD. She pulled off at CCD. Her boyfriend
must be waiting there, I thought. I slowed down to make sure she was fine and
was actually going to CCD. I saw her waving to someone inside the shop. Her
boyfriend. I have seen her pillion-riding on his bike a number of times and
pillion-riding in a way that only girlfriends can. I drove ahead, back to my
humming. Dil ka bhanwar kare pukar, pyar ka
raag suno, pyar ka raag suno re! hoon…hoon…hoon…
I was
happy, glad. Ha! Ha! Not because of what just happened. But, because it was
going to be a tough day for her boyfriend. Bechara!
Aaj toh baji uski band!
