A bike ride through the wrong lanes

DNA Sunday (Mumbai) - - THE STORY - By Shivam Tri­pathi

Itake my bike ev­ery­where I go. The trains are al­ways crowded and can­not af­ford a taxi ev­ery day. Yes, my one goal in life is to squeeze through the dense traf­fic and race ahead. I know that my bike some­times scratches the car ahead or in­vari­ably I hit on the car’s rear view mir­rors but what do I do, I’m in a hurry too. In Mum­bai, time is money.

Once on And­heri Kurla road, I was stuck in a jam. The car ahead was also stuck and so were some 50 other cars ahead of me. But I was al­ready late. So I took my bike ahead and re­versed till I man­aged to find a small gap on the left side where a car was also wait­ing. I took the bike through and re­alised I had scratched the car. The driver of the car had also no­ticed. Be­fore he could say some­thing, I smiled, apol­o­gised and moved ahead. Luck­ily, the traf­fic had also eased by then and I was able to main­tain some dis­tance.

I was stuck in an­other jam in Ban­dra once. There was a car which was parked on the side and cre­at­ing a bit of a jam. I moved to­wards the car and see­ing an op­por­tu­nity to go ahead, I did. I also scratched the car but I did not feel bad since it had caused us so much prob­lems. I know I caused a heart­burn to the car own­ers. How­ever, I neede to reach my des­ti­na­tion on time and will do what­ever I have to for that.”

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