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Saturday Skirmish There is a complicated traffic signal outside our community gate. Coming out of the gate , one can turn right or left, only if the signal indicates such an arrow. The standard green light indicates that everyone else in cars can cross across into our gate and vice versa in a perpendicular direction. There is a traffic police chowkey right in the intersection, but most cops can be found way down the main east west road in both directions, "clearly lying in wait ". Bunch of elderly bloggers out on a visit to another elderly blogger in another suburb. They were in a car with a driver, and the latter waited for the signal to show that he could turn left. Enter a cop, a few metres down , waving them to the side. "Licence batao " The driver got out " Traffic jam kyun kiya ? Dikhta nahi kya ?" The two bloggers peeer through the rear windscreen. It is raining. This is intolerable. Getting caught for following rules cannot happen. And most times, when it looks like traffic is being held up, some well meaning cop will signal you to move on, even without the traffic light indication. Both laboriously exit the deep seats of the car. One of them has a four pronged cane. And both of them have angry countenences. "We turned when the traffic signal arrow said so. How dare you say that was wrong ?" "Bai, Traffic jam jhala . (Lady, you blocked the traffic)" "Look, we stay here and Have been aware of the traffic rules here. You guys catch when we turn without the arrow, and now you are catching when we turn on the arrow, for following rules ? This cannot be. How come so many motorcycle chaps go without helmet and you dont catch them ? See. see . (waving of hands)... Both the bloggers rise to their 5ft something heights, waving their umbrellas, and glare at this cop, who kind of squints and looks at them all, pitifully. He is ruing a missed opportunity The driver is quiet. The cop looks at all of them disgustedly in turn, then looks at the driver as if he is doing him a big favor, and says, "Chala. Nigha . (OK. Leave now)" Back in the car , the third blogger who waits at her home has called . She is not surprised at all, that the other two have been fighting the cops. :-)
Posted on: Sat, 06 Jul 2013 14:13:32 +0000

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