“I wanted to fly high and touch the sky, and now it’s that I can’t even creep” ..remember the story of the father-son duo, Daedalus and Icarus?...Daedalus’s instructions to his son to fly at mid-levels and his son’s fervent desire to fly high,…and the relative consequence? … Yup, he had lost his son forever!
Rash driving, has become one of those few trendy things that helps you bag a distinct(read superior) place among the fashion conscious peers of yours who gladly mark you as the 'super cool dude'; you become the 'guy of dreams' for every gal inside and out the campus, who then start the search for methods of wooing you, the hottest hunk ruling their hearts, in every possible manner; and nonetheless you manage to climb the top notch in the popularity chart comprising the names of those uber cool fellows who I feel should rather prefer to participate in shows like 'Khatron ke khiladi' than coming to college, ,after all 'What is this life if full of care'?
Well, these kinds of dicey games may, where on one hand, give you a certain high on adrenaline rush for the time being and some instant grabbing of eyeballs; but there’s definitely a spot where you are at crisis and that, I suppose, implies to your ‘rational brains’ … coz by doing that you not only attempt to put on stake the life of others but also place a question mark on the probability of your survival!
From the personal experience of my own, of the encounter between life and death, I found one thing that it’s plain blunder to confuse it with an object of sheer adventure coz playing peek-a-boo with something like your own life is a real dangerous space where you are venturing to, and that’s an idea I don’t think I would ever approve of…. raha sawal kudiyo ka, they would anyway dump you once they get a taste of your abnormal driving skills after catching hold of the backseat of your phatphati!
So, act sanely and give a thought to wearing the hood over head, driving at safe speed levels, applying brakes on bumpers, and abiding the traffic rules… that isn’t a bad idea at all…. coz as we all know that destruction is the easiest thing which an animal can also perform well by using it’s primitive untamed senses, so that isn’t some exceptional task, you see…. And perhaps, it’s so very ‘uncool’ to be handcuffed for the unintended mishap, that can even ruin few years of your life along with those of whom you have caused damage to… the momentary pleasure extraction procedures are clearly not as reliable as you view them…. And going by the B- town(the ultimate source of inspiration to the stunt maniacs), zindagi is ‘do pal ki’, and so we must always be cautious of the bump ahead, coz that is meant for the purpose of safety and definitely not for it’s antonym.
Dedicated to Pranjali Parashar - my classmate from college who breathed her last after meeting up with an RTA…May your soul rest in peace!
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