Junior is standing in the front and sucking on an ice-lolly, the slightly older one is riding pillion managing his and his younger brother's bags over either shoulder, all the while sucking on an ice-lolly. Mamma has glares on, is talking on her 'handsfree', but at times giving instructions to the two young ones sucking on their ice-lollies. She suddenly has to slowdown and even brake a little - the culprit - a vegetable vendor on his three-wheeled pull-cart who had to swerve a little to avoid getting his left rear wheel into an open manhole.
With glares on talking in her 'handsfree' she is stopped at a traffic light waiting for it to turn green, suddenly, a quick flick of the wrist to turn the accelerator of the scooter, and she is gone - her chunni and stole flying, and her left thumb is on the switch of a blaring horn. Avoiding the rickshaw, sidewinding the two elderly gentlemen on their old school scooters with manual gearshifts.
A three-wheeler and a car are adjacent on the road, and will likely go some distance in this formation due to the slowness of the traffic. Then there are those electricity/telephone poles which have been left smack in the middle of the road when it was "widened". Here comes a yellow VW from the street on the left - she is in a real hurry this one, so she has the thumb of her right hand on the horn on her steering wheel while the rest of the fingers are wrapped around the wheel. Gear shift from third down to second - oops, hit the clutch a little too late ... clankety clank, but finally its engaged. The right side of the front bumper comes in contact with the front left of the three-wheeler, but no body notices, so no damage done. Second to the first, the horn is still blaring, but now there is a gap where she can push her car some more, and then some more. The car behind her barely manages to avoid running into her and into the one it's own right side.
"Oye tainu redi chalani nahin aandee taan sabzee kyon vechan challeya hain?" i.e. "If you don't know how to pull a cart then why are you selling vegetables?"
The younger one doesn't care, but the older one dares to ask, "Mummy, ehda ki matlab hoya?" i.e. "Mummy, what did that even mean?"
"Tu chup reh, tainu kuch nahin pata" i.e. "You stay quite, you don't know anything"
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With glares on talking in her 'handsfree' she is stopped at a traffic light waiting for it to turn green, suddenly, a quick flick of the wrist to turn the accelerator of the scooter, and she is gone - her chunni and stole flying, and her left thumb is on the switch of a blaring horn. Avoiding the rickshaw, sidewinding the two elderly gentlemen on their old school scooters with manual gearshifts.
A three-wheeler and a car are adjacent on the road, and will likely go some distance in this formation due to the slowness of the traffic. Then there are those electricity/telephone poles which have been left smack in the middle of the road when it was "widened". Here comes a yellow VW from the street on the left - she is in a real hurry this one, so she has the thumb of her right hand on the horn on her steering wheel while the rest of the fingers are wrapped around the wheel. Gear shift from third down to second - oops, hit the clutch a little too late ... clankety clank, but finally its engaged. The right side of the front bumper comes in contact with the front left of the three-wheeler, but no body notices, so no damage done. Second to the first, the horn is still blaring, but now there is a gap where she can push her car some more, and then some more. The car behind her barely manages to avoid running into her and into the one it's own right side.
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oye writer saab! ki haal hai
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