Thursday, February 4, 2010

From Wrong Side to Overload

Yesterday has been a really eventful day for me and it was a great experience. I can afford to laugh now when I think about it but yesterday I could hardly breathe. God gives us enough signs but we cannot see them and in the end only God knows what we are doing. So here is what happened yesterday.

We started from Dwarka to our office in Gurgaon around 9:00 in the morning. We had hardly travelled 3-4 kms when we saw a large number of cars returning and the massive traffic jam that was causing it. We were already late and the jam did not look like clearing in 2 hours so we decided to go the wrong side and we shifted to the wrong side and started driving through the ride hand side of the road. Yesterday we were in Ajay's car(which is a 1998 model Maruti Zen) and I must appreciate the way he drove in such tough conditions. We drove almost 5 kms on the wrong side before we can actually get out the jam and reach a cut to the correct side. It sounds heroic and we felt like a smarter lot as we ran past thousands of waiting vehicles but trust me it is a horrifying feeling when you are driving on the wrong side and you see an oil tanker heading straight for you. Thank God we did well and reached office without much problems.

We had almost forgotten what happened in the morning and were busy partying in the night. It was a bachelors hosted by Navneet at Staying Alive (DT Mega Mall). Navneet and Kushagra were to leave by taxi but they did not get a taxi for two major reasons, One they had to go to Ghaziabad and two it was late in the night. The earliest they were to get a taxi was after about an hour or so. They did not have any option, the nearest solution was if somehow they could reach Vasant Kunj, Navneet can take a car from his friend. We were already five people in a Maruti Zen so things were looking awfully bad. Then suddenly there was a spark that we can all get into that Zen and Navneet and Kushagra would get down as soon as we reach a taxi stand or find a taxi mid way some where. All of us were like OK with the idea and still trying digest the fact that 7 people are going to be seated in a Zen. But like champions we did it. People were on top of each other and no body could guess if he was comfortable. I could feel someone trying to crush my stomach and hand but I can do nothing about it. We were playing prank on each other and talking crap just to divert ourselves from thinking about the car. We had to ride the same way from Gurgaon to Vasant Kunj before we could relax. It was one hell of a day but nevertheless it was fun.

Food for Thought: Someone is still feeling the handbrake inside him. Guess Who ?

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