Stuck in a traffic jam. And all of a sudden, the radio began to play Sting’s ‘Fields of Gold’. Heard it after a long time. And then I realised – you know what I haven’t done for a long time? Blogged... So here I am. Thanks to all of you who’ve been patiently logging in – and those who’ve been impatiently sending me rude reminders.
The traffic jam just after Hosmat hospital – nothing moving. I am stuck between a bus on my left, with a man who is chewing paan and spitting it out of his window and narrowly missing my left arm each time. And in front is a leery lout on a bike, who’s been staring at his rear-view mirror. To my right, however, is a bike, where there is ACTION happening...
The girl has been hanging on to the guy, talking into his ear. ‘And she then told him to go get a life and then he told her she had no business to talk of his life when her life... and then she told her to get out of his life... and she told him to stay away from her...’ And suddenly, the guy takes off his helmet, turns around and says, ‘What?’
The girl gets off the bike, eyes blazing, and says, ‘You haven’t heard a word I’ve been saying? You never ever listen to me. It’s off! I’m going.’
And then, to the tune of Sting crooning, the blinking lights turn green, and the traffic begins to move. Rotten timing. The paan-chewer, the rear-view-mirror leerer and me – we’ll never know how the Action ended.
Sigh!
The traffic jam just after Hosmat hospital – nothing moving. I am stuck between a bus on my left, with a man who is chewing paan and spitting it out of his window and narrowly missing my left arm each time. And in front is a leery lout on a bike, who’s been staring at his rear-view mirror. To my right, however, is a bike, where there is ACTION happening...
The girl has been hanging on to the guy, talking into his ear. ‘And she then told him to go get a life and then he told her she had no business to talk of his life when her life... and then she told her to get out of his life... and she told him to stay away from her...’ And suddenly, the guy takes off his helmet, turns around and says, ‘What?’
The girl gets off the bike, eyes blazing, and says, ‘You haven’t heard a word I’ve been saying? You never ever listen to me. It’s off! I’m going.’
And then, to the tune of Sting crooning, the blinking lights turn green, and the traffic begins to move. Rotten timing. The paan-chewer, the rear-view-mirror leerer and me – we’ll never know how the Action ended.
Sigh!
Life's a bitch eh?
ReplyDeleteHaha reminds me of my conversations with someone :)
ReplyDeleteMoral of the story only listen to good music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@ira - what conversations? ahem... are you implying i leave conversations half-done? huh? HUH?
ReplyDeletea big welcome back - i know all of us in ur fanclub missed you - don't stop blogging EVER again!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks to the traffic jam and Sting :) - more more more
Why is this blog called DAILY amusings? It is amusing that you should call it DAILY when you post once in 5-6 months!
ReplyDelete@hathi - thanks. :) (from Sting and me)
ReplyDelete@vejay - that's all i do on this blog really. bitch! :)
ReplyDelete@TM - guilty as charged!
ReplyDeleteThat traffic jam and sting should have inspired you to podcast! perfect setting you see :)
ReplyDeleteBut now that we are hooked on to the mystery of the action movie...btw when you said action I really expected something else ;) ;)
Why not have a competition of coming up with the best ending...whoever wins will treat you with chocolate :D
@puja - tussi great ho! another way to get chocolat!
ReplyDelete:) :) I think I should ask a commission for the idea ;)
ReplyDeleteAre u sure it was a traffic jam, I am wondering if such important decisions in life are taken in a traffic jam. or is there a deeper msg 'move on'.
ReplyDelete@alok - you have succeeded in giving a deeper meaning to my meaningless blog post.
ReplyDeleteJandy: I have always found deeper meaning in all your 'what you call meaningless' blog posts.
ReplyDeleteHow did you hear all that in that din?????
ReplyDelete@keyamom : selective hearing - who says only guys have it? something interesting and gossip-worthy....
ReplyDeletestuck in sticky situations do get interesting threads and jg you have used your time wisely being stuck :)
ReplyDeletethe ending to the saga is your interpretation... a movie script in the making perhaps.
In the tightly packed traffic, was there any space for that girl to 'go' anywhere? I wonder how could that guy hear whatever she said what with all that honking and hullabaloo of the traffic around; poor guy must have been gasping for some fresh air amidst that smokey environment ... :)