It’s almost two weeks now since the horn of my car has stopped working. ”It isn't a reason to drive 15 km to GM’s Service Station and engage the vehicle for a whole day” I thought…but d decision seems to be going the other way round since the very beginning…
At times I have followed the one of its kind “Nagpur’s Auto Rickshaws”. They are the slowest moving vehicle you’ll find on planet earth…” It’s really miraculous to notice how these things even manage to move on road…rather...crawl…!! It’s the amazement similar to what people felt for "NANO" “Ek lac mai Car”!! …their eyebrows literally jumping over hair line…!! So i am talking about this extreme feeling…I hope now you can imagine the engineering and amount of juggad to operate these machines…!! You have to literally roll your head on one side to spot them straight…every visible inch of vehicle will have impressions of dent and scratches…and almost everything including the tail lamp, number plate…the head light…indicators…everything…would just barely be held on its place by knot of a string. It’s a living miracle to see how these things are standing or in fact are smoking & rolling.
There is one more specialty of people in my city…everyone thinks that the road is either made especially for them or they have the first right to use them…let it be the hawkers…the pedestrian…the cyclist…or for the matter of fact the cows and don’t forget the dogs…!! And to sail through this entire ocean, the most important accessory that one should excessively use while driving is…HORN…!! That’s why everyone in city seems to honk on every existing identity on road…while at times also using some sweet little words to mark their supremacy while moving ahead..!! One would feel strange…but you can even notice people honking on deserted roads…!!
But to my precincts…I don’t have the luxury to make my way ahead…rather by and large it’s just a slow creep behind the leisurely moving vehicles...which I have now started enjoying. In fact my tolerance has amplified to supreme level…!! And i have also got into this habit of reading phrases on vehicles...which usually says…”buri nazar wale tera muh kala” “chalti ka naam gadi”…”fir milenge” and likes…but I lose everything and get most cranky when it says…HORN PLEASE…that too with an OK TATA beside it…!! :)
