Coldplay - Viva La Vida

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Bangalore's Traffic has no Religion!

Before anyone loses it, this post has nothing to do with God.
Having said that, what I mean is, that the traffic in Bangalore is so fearless that it feels like it must not be fearing any God, in fact it is so fearless that it must be an athiest being! And I call it a being, because Bangalore's traffic is a class apart. Its not your Mumbai traffic that is lazy and is accomodating of the fact that there will be a traffic jam at a particular point and time and its part of life. You don't want to be on the road, then catch the train...
The Bangalore traffic is also unlike the Delhi/ NCR traffic. No one cares what car you are driving in Bangalore. Which is unlike Delhi! Plus, the roads in Bangalore are yet to be the same as Delhi, so the focus is not the same on what is on the road, its more, bro if there is a road, then we can talk about whats on it!
Bangalore traffic is an aggressive traffic! Its ruled by the two wheelers and amongst them, the gearless are the Gods. The traffic rule in Bangalore is not a function of the vehicle or the road or the area or the ethnicity, its a simple question of do you have it in you to maneouver yourself through the traffic?
Everyone who has been to Bangalore knows that this is one city, that is famous for one thing - One Ways! The road you take to get to office is not the one you take to get home. Given this premise, it pays to know the roads and the in roads. And this is where, the two wheel rider rules! Any point in the day and at any point on the road, 50% of the traffic is 2 wheeler. And any rider in Bangalore knows that, it takes skill to get through every stretch of the road! And I know it first hand, cause I ride to work everyday.
Now Bangalore's morning traffic has something that I like to call 'The Office Lane'. This is the 2 feet space on the left side of the road. The side you are not supposed to overtake from, and the side that is everyone's favourite to do just that. Some times the space is less than 2 feet, and this is when the pedestrian walkways, become a part of this lane. It takes skill to ride through this lane. Firstof all, its the skill of spotting the right entry point. You cannot be just driving in this lane throughout. This lane comes into existence, when the traffic is otherwise at a standstill, especially at the traffic signals. Once you have entered the lane, you can cover as much as 10 minutes worth of distance, while the rest of the traffic is in a standstill. This helps most, when you know that a junction will be packed at a particular time and you have no choice but to go through it. So you will see, that at almost all the signals, the two wheelers will be trickling into every available empty space, like a slithering liquid, trying to not let go of a single opportunity to flow forward.
The Office Lane is not for the chicken hearted! Oh no. If you don't have the skills nor the will, then don't get into the lane. You will be blocking others and are a potential hazard. Your not moving, will cause someone else behind you to become more daring and find a way past you. Its a slithering liquid. If you solidify, doesn't mean it will too. In the attempt to go past you, chances are that either you will be bumped, or told to move, or the person will attempt a dangerous over take. Essentially, anyone who doesn't know how to work the Office Lane, is a traffic hazard.
But these clogged junctions are not what defines the Bangalore traffic. To me, intrinsically, Bangalore is always racing. Some are racing against time, while most, are racing against each other. Everyday,  as I go to work, I am either racing my clock, and on days when I am not, someone else decides to race against me. Its not that simple though, racing against someone in traffic. Firstly, its not an announced race. Its more understood. Someone cuts your way in the traffic, you can either hurl curses at them or decide to cut them back. When you decide the latter, you have announced that you are here to challenge. From there on, till the time you are on the same road, it matters who is ahead. Secondly, most of the time,  you wouldn't hurl abuses. And even if you do, you will still end up saying, "I'll fucking show that fucker!" So the race is now declared.
Once the race is on, everything comes into play. If I was to ask you to guess who wins, or rather, what kind of machine wins, most will say, the more powerful one. You are right. But this race in the traffic, is not about testing the machine, and thus the outcome is not a function of the machine. Its the rider. And beleive me, the gearless, always beleive thet they will win. Oh my god, everytime I see a race, the gearless, followed closely by the zippies (RX-100), always move like they own the road. Its facinating to see that a 'scooty', is trying to compete against a Yamaha RX-15. and its even more facinating to see the scooty win!
2 wheelers apart, the traffic also displays various kinds of car drivers. Thecab driversare the most daring here. The autorickshaws not as bad as New Delhi...
However the worst kinds are the 'safe' drivers. I mean c'mon now! You have a kilometer of space ahead of you, move that shit! I find myself often saying to myself on the road - Re koode ne chala le, na road se hata le - either move that trash or move out of the road. Add to that, drivers seeking directions! In the time of gps, how difficult is it to use your smartphone and get directions in advance, or at least stop by the side and look them up. Why on earth woukd you stall traffic and ask for directions in the midst of the office rush. I urge all the car drivers, be safe, but not at the expense of others! Its very irritating when you are riding at 50kmph and have to screech to a halt, because the car in front is being safe at a speedbraker by slowing down to 5kmph, 100 meters before the approach! 
Still, accidents or bumps are a rarity in Bangalore. You dont see too many cars bumped in Bangalore,  unlike Delhi or even Mumbai. 

You Did Not Break Me.

I like to tell you a story
I don’t know if you’ll believe me or
If you’ll just think it’s a figment of my imagination
In reality I don’t really care
But I will still tell you
I was in love once and I realized
That this was the best that could happen to me
To be in love and feel that every moment of your life
Must be dedicated to the person you’re with
That every second and breath spent must be for them
I felt happy I felt good I felt amazing
Almost like I was a bird and I could fly
Until the reality dawned upon me
I started to see the chinks in my armour
I started to be overcome by my insecurity
I started to get overwhelmed by my expectations
I started to feel like I was about to lose all of this
And so I decided to fuck it up once again in life
I decided that I didn’t deserve this and that I
Wasn’t worth it
All of a sudden all I could think of was how to get away
How to run away
How not to be where I was
How not to feel what I was feeling
I was scared that I will just feel so lost without her
That I must leave now
That I need to find myself before I give myself up
That this feeling of love will not last forever and that
It will consume me
Little did I know that behind my back
That other person had already decided to leave me
While I was left to battle my demons and I could see them rising
I was left to fight a battle that I had not seen coming
I was being left for what, I don’t know
But I was being left
Left for nobody, left for nothing
Left as nobody, left as nothing
By the time I realized this, it was far too late
I didn’t get it for time beyond I was left
Today I wish I could bash their head into a wall
And then wail over their broken head
But it still doesn’t help to imagine that
Every key on a piano feels like it was a teardrop in my heart
I continued to battle these fears like I was under a spell
A spell from the Scarecrow
Like whatever I did, I was not in the right direction
That this was not a boat I could row
Caught up alone in the middle of the ocean
I didn’t know where to go
So I fled the scene and told myself
That nothing ever again will come
Remotely as close to me feeling the way I did
The way I did before and the way I did after
Years gone by, I have at times
Felt like I was wrong in feeling so
But I stand today again where I do
And realize that that was the truth
Nothing ever will come even close to me feeling so
The way I did before and the way I did after
I have decided, no, concluded that nothing
Can affect me to believe otherwise
No songs from Linkin Park
No songs of love
No songs of despair can repair or prepare this soul
To feel any different from what it does today
My soul has arrived and my soul has realized
That this what I am meant to be
That this is what I am supposed to be
I keep saying me, but that’s the lesson to be
I have to learn to be selfish and not selfless
I have to learn to that if I be a martyr
The world sees a victim
I have to learn that there is no glory in giving alone
As then you get left alone
There may however be glory in living
And living for yourself
Nothing is better than keeping your soul alive
Nothing is lovelier than loving yourself
Call it selfish, doesn’t matter
I still live longer
I still live happier
Its my lesson to learn
Its not yours
Someday it will be
Maybe it already has been
I don’t need you to love me
I need me to love me
And anybody else can feel differently
I don’t care
I will continue to listen to the songs that i do
I will continue to feel deprived, let down,
left behind, left alone
But I will do so, cause I like to
Not cause I have to
I like to be alone, I like to be on my own
I don't need company
I don't need another one
I don't need THE ONE
I AM THE ONE
And I didn't know that till yet
But now I do
So Fuck YOU!