Had a relaxed drive into office.
Masab Tank to Madhapur via Rd #12. Hooliganism on Banjara Hills Road Number 12. Sunday evening around 7:30 PM. I am driving down this road from the KBR Park side. I notice a very erratic scooter with two idiots on it. The are pestering a couple on a motorcycle. Driving very close, cutting them off and so on. I am not gonna be a mute witness. I pull up close to the scooter and ask, "Marne ka irrada jai kya" (Do you wish to die)
As anticipated they are distracted and the motorcyclist rides away. Now they turn their ire on me.
So they start shouting, "Arre maar na" (Come and hit us). They are pulling all sorts of stunts in front of my car. I am maintaining at least 10 feet distance between them and my car. Since there is no limit on how slow a car can move. They finally tire of this game and stop the scooter in the middle of the road. There is still about 10+ feet between us. I am waiting for them to move as traffic is piling up behind. Right behind me are two small trucks and a bus as well. Now everyone is a witness to these punks antics and they are all shouting at eachother.
Punk 1 comes to me and starts to talk. I tell him maybe with the greatest rider in the world, but what if someone who is new to driving panics and hits their scooter. He says Nothing will happens, I tell him he will break something. I also realize that either he is very drunk or high. The smell of pan parag is overpowering. Its definitely being used to mask something.
With the growing jam and me not yet shouting or even appearing bothered with it, he asks me to get to the side, so we can talk. I think yeah right.
Then since my primary task, getting the motorcycle couple out is already accomplished, I have no more reason to stay there. I tell fine, let me park. Turn a little left and then stamp on the accelerator. I am gone before they know it. As with the traffic jam behind me, the road in front was totally clear. Reached the Signal and told the cops there. Asked them to send a Jeep if it comes by. Guys on motorbikes, take special care on unknown roads.
I was very lucky, this was Road number 12 and I know it like the back of my palm.
Last edited by bblost : 5th July 2010 at 17:06.
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