Most posts about mobs have been how indifferent they are, or how they always side with the local guy. I had an experience last month which shows that a mob can help you.
Date: April end, 2011
Location: Hafeezpet bridge, Hyderabad
Car: My Hyderabad-registered i10
Language: Speak some Telugu, and speak Hindi well. But won't pass off as a Hyderabadi.
I had to travel to Hyderabad last month. A medical emergency in the family, and me and my wife were off from Bangalore in a 20 minutes notice. Checked flights, but the earliest flight was at 4.30 PM. And cost 8k one-way. It was 1 PM at Kundalahalli Gate, topped up and we were off. The old dependable (yes, she has crossed 60k kms last month and warrants to be called old!) did her job with minimum fuss. In fact, we cruised at 150+ speeds and reached Nampally at 8.15 PM. I have done many 2 AM starts in the last 6 months, and this journey reminded me how the hot AP summer actually makes for an empty highway. Scorching heat, but lower time than my early morning runs.
But I digress. I decided to work for a day or two as we need to stay back for a bit. I goto office in Madhapur on a Saturday, work for a bit and then have to meet my team for lunch. I decide to get out, meet a few old friends and get back to work. I head to Allwyn junction. Just before I reach Hafeezpet bridge, I see a 5 car stoppage. This is because a white scorpio comes from below the bridge on the left side and decides to drive a bit on the wrong side and cut to the other side. Sigh, I never will get used to the Hyderabadi way of driving! Short-cuts with impunity, speeding and braking, hmm. But I have made peace with all of this. I am the 6th car, waiting for the scorpio to do what he he is doing.
And then I see this Honda city speeding behind me. I keep watching the rear-view, as I do a lot of highway runs. And then I know - he doesn't realise the 6 cars are not moving. I move as close as possible to the car in front of me. But the inevitable happens - he bangs my car. Luckily he had swerved to the left in the split second before hitting me. So I know its a minor hit.
He goes and parks to the left. I go and park behind him. Get out of the car, and on inspection find no damage. I don't make eye-contact as in my 3 years in Hyderabad I realized costlier the vehicle bigger chance of a thug sitting inside. This is true of many places, but is amplified in Hyderabad. (No offence to any Hyderabadi! I love visiting

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I start off, and the middle-aged man driving it signals me to stop. He is on the left-most lane, while I am now in the middle lane parallel to him. He says "why didnt you switch on the emergency lights?". I say "I was exactly 5 seconds ahead of you. Why were you doing such a high speed in this road?". Sheesh, people drive without noticing anything more than the front car? But I am smiling. And am ready to move on.
Then suddenly I realise things are going bad. Theirs wasn't the only car. There is another big car in front where this man's offspring (I am guessing!) and other rif-raff are seated. Two huge blokes get off that car and approach me. They had parked at the start of the Hafeezpet bridge. I have my window rolled down. I smile at the main guy and say "what?". He isn't interested in talking! Looks like from a B-grade Telugu movie. Snarls, says "Endhi be...." and says give me your keys in Telugu. He grabs my keys and starts walking to his fathers car. I am like "is this happening?". But I am not too shocked. I get off the car and walk towards them. He swaggers like Nagarjuna (or whoever!) and tells his father "lets not give him his keys. etc etc". Things looking bad for me.
And then the tide turned. In that 10 seconds of walking to their car, a huge mob of 15-20 people run from under the bridge. Thanks to this guys antics, there is only 1 lane now free for vehicles to get onto the bridge. This has created a sudden snarl, angry honking and shouting. Thats why the mob.
They look at me and say "kya hua saab". I tell them the first thing which comes to my mind, "dekho. meraa gaadi ko maaraa aur meraa chaabi le liya!". 15 guys turn to this fellow. The guy freezes. I am watching. Thug gets nervous. His dad very nervous. Thug walks to me and gives me my keys. He is looking down. And lo behold he says "Sorry!" Ha ha ha!
I don't push my luck. Decide to drive off. The leader of the mob comes to me and says "saab agar wo chaabi nahin detaa to abhi usko maarthe". Thank him and leave
Bless the mob. Bless Hafeezpet.