Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Traffic on a typical Indian Highway

Imagine yourself sitting in a cab driven by your driver on highway. There is a vehicle (can be anything - a rickshaw, an overloaded truck, a local transport bus etc etc) ahead of you driving at snail's pace and your driver is honking..  honking.. and again honking. Switching levers between upper-deeper-upper. This driver is desperately trying to get past this vehicle as if the driver is competing in season ending formula one grand prix and this maneuver is going to get him the F1 title ahead of Seb Vettel. Nevertheless he still fights, trying to change the lane but then there is honking from backside. Other drivers are in the race too. They won't let their position slip away. It is like he is telling your driver "Dude.. what are you doing? You are stuck there and look at me.. I am on faster lane. How dare you to come in my lane and slow me down. I will honk you down". You are witnessing this amazing race moment and involuntarily become part of this race. Now you feel that I am part of my driver's team and he should win at any cost. But alas, neither you have accelerator peddle at your disposal nor you can stop vehicles coming from backside in other lane. There is no way that you can help your team to win except for praying. You watch this episode helplessly.

Then the miracle happens. The slowest moving vehicle's driver realizes the signal that something is happening from behind or may be he has his IPOD plugged to his ears and battery is discharged, and he gets to hear the ugly horn. He gives us some space to pass by and our driver finally gets past him. Now this is the moment of the race. When the overtake is in progress, our driver slows down a little to match with other vehicle's pace and for a split second, there is an eye contact between two drivers. The looks are fierce and angry. I didn't know why they do this but after so many experiences I have realized that this is a protocol to tell the other guy that you have denied me the right to win the race and you suck at driving. Your vehicle sucks and I have a much better machine. The eyes do exchange certain words about each others mothers and sisters. There can be actual words exchanged provided the driver belongs to some big shot political party. All this action lasts for only 2-3 seconds and before you know, our drivers starts honking again. There is another vehicle waiting for him.

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