After a month’s break schools and colleges have reopened in Hyderabad, and to those whole travel by road this means “get ready to get Traffucked”. Surprising as it may sound, like many others I did not get Traffucked today, all thanks to the Traffic Police. They seemed very active doing their job, especially while redirecting the traffic.
Thank you sirs, you’ve done a great job today. I know it is a big ask, but I hope you continue to work in a similar fashion.
I wonder, what was the special motivation today which got you to work so early in the morning.
10.10 pm : was on my way home from office; strong breeze reminds you of the long weekend; feels awesome; vehicles sparingly spread on better roads; a chance to see how fast my bike can go; a rare opportunity on the ever busy streets thence raises thy spirit.
I reach the CM’s camp office; two girls riding a moped steal my attention; our ways part soon, as I go over the flyover; I slow down, hoping to catch a glimpse; two teens on a chetak whistle at the ladies; the miss on the back seat twists around; she pulls the dropping shawl over; a response, and the kids are ignited; more whistles and hand waves come along; the noise makes the ladies look again; the whistles, the waves and the ooOOO’s keep coming; the girls seemed worried, and they sped away.
The cautious meet the chichoras. A typical hyderabadi routine.