stopped by a cop… snapped out a bill… WHAM! outa there… it doesn’t get easier, does it? adrenaline rushing through the veins… heart running at a speed unimaginable… how do i get out this time… revv the engine… free the clutch… screeching towards the face that has the fear of death written all over it… what will he do? will he survive if he stays? how fast will he move? how fast will i move? a thrust of wind… a terrified shout… body cuts air to the left while the engine pushes with full thrust… gone… a terrifying episode that still has a blurred image at the far end of the cranuim… life’z just like that… u win some… u lose some… fortunately, i haven’t lost yet……
I haven’t been lucky like that. I have been caught twice for running a red light. The first time I had no money so he let me go. The second time I gave 220 ruppees as “fine” to the cop to go submit at the bank. Don’t know “which bank” he put it in.
Is this you?
Kitnay ka chalan hua phir