I hate Vasant Kunj… NO i'm disappointed in Delhi..

I was so frustrated yesterday… and then an interesting experience… no time since. Moment passed… today as I scrolled randomly through Facebook and faces and places I haven’t seen in years but still leave a warm feeling in the heart… last night’s chaos and cruelty came back to me..

Delhi goes mad with two drops of rain. Delhi is mental in peak office traffic… but peak times are anytime of the day. Men give all this shit about women are so arrogant and judgmental and feminist. Heck when did any of us say we were anti men? Or help. Or bichaara???? Are we super human… No…. do we claim to be… no…. are we dumb… no… so why would you think in peak traffic we would just take a siesta and be having some random chat on the middle of the highway , when a three lane is turned into a 7 lane???? 

Do I not have somewhere to get too???? So while I wonder why my clutch has lost all play and what’s going on… you honk away, call me names and look at me like I’m just another dumb ass woman driver??? Really!!! I applaud the one guy who actually made the effort to get off his lazy ass and come and cuss me with that operative question of … what is wrong with you , your holding up traffic… in my head I thought…. Aaah… just a lovely spot for a cuppa tea… but I politely said… clutch gone… I can’t move this car on my own… and really u want to give me that look… no man could either move this car on their own… so you want to help ? didn’t say it… played the good ole bichaari bhaiya ji card…traffic jam near andheria mode… don’t judge me… bhaiya ji is what a delhi girl is all about right… #beingindian….. playing on the help me card… so here is what he did… pushed it … wherever the car goes rest… screw it… I can get my big SUV out! So I push said car after asking bystanders to stop staring… called just dial, get a tow truck to finally come… while many a stare at the stupid woman driver…. But here is a question for all my opinionated male counterparts… if the clutch goes out on you what’s the solution? My mechanic said you can do jackshit but tow the car to a workshop… but if you have a solution let me know for next time… I got the best advice..of… park on the side of the road , put the ac on in this heat and wait it out! 

Nightmares of people and their bad experiences … kept the windows down.. Knowing my bad luck, expected electrical failure as well.. And with no Kada or hockey stick in the car didn’t want to take the chance!!!!

So here comes the good part… middle class and SUV clad swanky cars, drivers, men, women… give a rat’s ass…. Tow truck man from Jharkhand looks surprised when I ask for a ride in his truck but politely agrees…. Also is chivalrous and tells the helper come navigator to ride in the back so I’m not uncomfortable, and when I climb into his truck, tells said chap to shut the door for me… when some random stranger is taking a picture of his number plate and I ask what’s going on , he politely tells me, it may be someone who recognizes my car and is looking out for my safety …” aapka koi jaan pehchaan ka hoga, aapka fikr kar rahaa hai”… never saw that man in my life!!!!

Gear boxes in trucks radiate a lot of heat! It was a long and dismal ride… among the many pictures of ram, sita, hanumanji, durga ma, Krishna ji, holes in the floor, my car bouncing behind me…. And yet … with all the stares I got , I thought to myself , would I be shocked or judgmental and unhelpful too??? And here be the truth… if I was to see me stranded in the middle of the road and someone was blocking me… and I couldn’t get through… yes first I’d be annoyed, coz it’s a traffic jam and have been on the road hours… but I’d push the car to the side… I’d ask if you need help, have you called for a tow truck or a friend… and even if I didn’t know or wasn’t part of the earlier story and I saw someone riding a truck… I wouldn’t stare or gawk … I’d just smile and think… that must be fun despite the journey on how you got there…. Coz it was fun…. Even if dehydrating… so here is what I say to you AC swanky car passengers with drivers etc…I may not have a driver out of choice but I am one of you… but shit happens… and fun happens through it too… so get a grip and remember an integral part of your lives which involved dirty DTC and blue line or red line buses… or even worse… walking in the Delhi heat…. With heavy bags full of books…. Or hitching rides later on…And what about drinking water out of coolers in school where no RO’s or filters existed! 

When did you forget how everyone came rushing to help you out when you fell down a few stairs? When did you turn into such an angry opinionated moron??? Now now don’t get your knickers in a twist…. You really weren’t on that road crossing me… so what you guilty about?????