LOUD CH*T TRAVELLING

Police officer greeting a family of five riding a motorbike on a rural road, with the officer holding hands in a respectful gesture.

Indians love being L**D. They always dream of CH*T. If must be very hard for you to understand what I am talking about. Let me tell. They always dream about chat. They always chat loudly. LOUD Chat! For Indians there is no such thing as privacy; it is an alien subject in Indian society, and they care a shit about others privacy. Now do you understand as to why many Indians runaway to Himalayas.

Very recently an incident that has happened with me. Let me share it with you. I boarded a direct 2-hour non-stop flight to New Delhi. The passenger on the seat next asked rather very loudly “I am going to Delhi. Where are you going?” I had an irresistible urge to say shut your face by replying “I am going to Timbuctoo”. But I thought better of it. I tried my best to be at my polite best in my reply. I did not wish to care what he thought of me.

It is a new and legally acceptable minimum in India that at least three people will sit on a two-wheeler, besides loads of goods. Goods on two-wheelers? Well, this is our usual method of transportation. The tired law enforcer looks the other way to mean “I told you many times not to do so and now you are travelling against my sane advice and it’s your funeral”. Anybody, while riding the two-wheeler either as a rider or as pillion riders, will do the same thing, they chat too loudly while travelling. They are at their loudest best! Why they have to do this beats my fertile imagination. They could have easily discussed it over a cup of tea or at their home!

The loud chat’s sound frequency is so powerful that one can hear and understand the content of their chat. Invariably, the chat surrounds either around their marital problems or financial issues or both! What baffles me is why do they chat so loud? While travelling, if they were to receive a phone call, they will attend it gladly. Safety? Security? What are these stupid words? Indians do not buy a wireless blue tooth; why waste money on them unnecessarily? The rider on the bike will simply shove the phone between the helmet and his head to continue his unending talks. The latest content I overheard was “I would try repay the loan next week”.

This talk – chat on a two-wheeler is done with passionate involvement. Please do not think this chat is only done by men! In this aspect women have surpassed men long ago. They have also discussed on their ride as to how to cook chicken biryani (a non-vegetarian popular Indian delicacy). Can anyone in their right mind ever imagine that all this chat is done while riding two-wheeler on the wrong side of the road? For that matter there is no right way in this barbaric but culturally rich India. Always (read: all-ways) are the right ways!

People indulge in these kinds of utter stupidities for they know very well:

  1. That there is no value either for their own life or other people’s lives. Anyone can hit anyone and run or can make a hit & run accident.
  2. That if they wear helmet, then how people will know of their black shampooed conditioned herolike hair flying against windy gust?
  3. That the police and the Govt can do nothing. These two-wheeler riders also know that both police and govt have stopped bothering about the great unwilling learners long ago.
  4. That in India what is private is public. There is no difference between private and public.

No wonder, the Indian driving license is not recognized anywhere in the world. Who cares for safety? We know that an accident happens either due to past life bad karma of that rider or if the black cat crosses the street. All we the Indians know is LOUD CH*T!

About the Author

Dr. K. Raja Gopal Reddy is a seasoned internationally qualified Insurance professional. What you are reading here, may not answer all the questions we have, but has the absolute power of asking unsettling questions which increase the interest in the strange world, and show the contradictory wonders lying just below the surface of the commonest things of life. Look at this disturbing but beautiful thought of Friedrich Nietzsche “God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him”.

Dr. Reddy can be reached at: raja66gopal@gmail.com

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