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This sunday the episode on Satyamev Jayate touched on the issue of being an alcoholic and what all happens,  It showed a case of a family which lost its son due to some rash driving by a drunk, I would like to touch on that point , We all love to have a good time and Alcohol seems to be one that generates the FUN, although I personally have had more fun when I am sober then Drunk.

I am not going to lecture on evils of drinking etc because I drink myself and I drink almost daily. I come home from work and have a pint or Two (max) of beer, that’s about it .  I also have to mention here that I love to have scotch too, especially the single malts and preferably 18 or more years old, One of my best friend says if you have to drink poison then might as well drink an expensive one :), I also have a special place for RC the indian brand, don’t ask me why , I just do.

Anyway this post is not on that , I will talk about my drunk incidents some other time .. What I wanted to talk about is the phenomenon of  Drinking and driving..  believe me in my line of work I find them  in huge numbers, Unlike the common belief that its just the youngsters, it is not so.. I have had the privilege of seeing old-young-not so young- men-women  The whole lot..

The best thing is you go to the driver’s side, ask him to switch off the engine. Then ask them have you had a drink, the typical reply is first

“NO”…

me – “I can smell it on your breath”…

him- “Sorry, I have had just half or Just a Pint”…

You stand there and Smile… Off course you have…

Then you ask them to step out of the vehicle, the Door swings open, they are so pissed , instead of putting their leg out first , they have to twist their bottoms then plonk their leg, Hold the DOOR TIGHTLY, get the second leg out, then slowly try to get up.. Ooops they can’t so they try again… When on two feet the Feet are firmly on ground, but the upper body waist upwards is sort of moving on its own…

They have just had ONE pint … Yes sir you have indeed.. and the word MORON is tattooed on my HEAD…

Ask them their name, they give a whole history, name, date of birth, where they live etc etc out it comes like a river flowing…

You ask them again very politely, are you sure you had just a pint,

“Yes, before that I had another one earlier “… the Smile on your face widens… How earlier was that…?

“Afternoon lunch .. ” so basically to tell the truth and from experience they have been drinking since lunch up till now, You got no other choice but to get him off the road, Else he would endanger the rest of the people.

Christmas, new years, Diwali, Holi these festivals are there, I can understand to have fun, enjoy but they don’t give the RIGHT to get drunk and endanger other people who are enjoying the festive season according to their choice. I can understand the need for a Drink during these occasions, I do too, But I Never Drive after having a drink, and if I have to go for a drink I take a Taxi or Bus it.

My friends who are with me Know very well that they dare not do it themselves, Call me Unfriendly or bad person But they know if they drive after having a drink I WILL CALL THE POLICE to rat on them because I don’t want to feel the Guilt if the same person drives his car into someone or something killing/hurting others or themselves, It does NOT make me wrong or less friendly, it makes me human because I have a conscience.

It’s nothing to do with Friendship honor, or to do anything with love for friends, If you think otherwise fair enough don’t read further, BUT don’t let them have that drink before they drive. If you are a good friend , such a caring friend Pay for the Taxi to take them home, Pay for the Bus Fare but DO NOT let them Drive Drunk.

That to me is FRIENDSHIP honour.

That to me shows you care for that person.

It’s easier said Oh one small shot or A pint won’t matter, It does matter. Any amount of alcohol effects your ability to drive. There is no foolproof way of drinking and staying under the limit or of knowing how much an individual person can drink and still drive safely.

I learnt my lesson in a Bad horrible accident years ago, So All who read this Please be careful, Tell the people around you to be careful, Don’t do anything silly, and ALWAYS Always think hundred times driving after a drink, It’s not worth it. Most young people will give two hoots to what I have said, But Guys and Gals Please Think . Everything gets spoilt in an instant, Remember when drunk , THE CAR IS A LOADED GUN, a tool to do serious damage with, it is a serious WEAPON.

So the only safe option is not to drink alcohol if you plan to drive, and never offer an alcoholic drink to someone else who is intending to drive, The law needs to change, it should not only be the drunk driver, But the people who Knew that the person is Drunk and Knew he/she is going to Drive, Knowing this they still allow the person to drive, Then IF something does go wrong, they all need to be held responsible because as I said earlier the car is a loaded gun that we have allowed this person who has had a drink to use, So we should be held responsible. The same way as we would if we actually hand a gun to a person to shoot with.

As the episode says Law needs to change to see this as an accident , but instead look at it as MURDER.

I know a bit farfetched but end of the day, this could be Abetment to the accident, My conscience does not allow this , so hopefully it should not allow to a lot of people too.

Anyway these are my random thoughts good-bad whatever… it’s me and my Silly mind thinks sometimes…… Remember if you stop one drunk driver driving back home or anywhere you may have saved a life, which sure would amount to a GOOD DEED FOR THE DAY... and I know it works with majority of the people on the good deed for the day , to please the GOD.  well here is a way that God will surly be happy with you.

THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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So towards Mount Abu or Udaipur did not matter to me. But seeing the glee on my cousin’s face, we decided we will go that way. Let him also go to his school and boast how he went to Mount Abu on a bike, impress some girls.

So we left. I think the stone mountains and all that I mentioned earlier in the story, it was here early morning. We meandered our way through the VAST emptiness. IT was EMPTY. Believe me when I say it. Nothing was visible just vegetation, rocks, huge hills and once in a while a truck would come by. Later we were told that place was notorious for Dakus (bandits). 🙂 No idea if it was true or not. It did not matter to us because we were the kings of the Road, zooming our way.

We had stopped worrying about the bike too. It had made it till here and we were confident it will do another 700 or 800 kms more.  Ah we SO we thought. It was only later we got to know it was not THAT far.

Around 11 or 12 noon, we saw a depleted Dhaba on the road side, and nothing for miles and miles. There was an old truck parked outside it. We were hungry so we stopped. We asked the guy what was on offer. Channa masala with Jawaar Roti ( I am sorry I don’t know the English equivalent to Jawaar, Chick peas curry).

The guy had smiled when we ordered the Channa masala. I came to know why when I took the first bite. IT WAS ONLY RED CHILLIES! OH MY GOD!! I was on fire! 

How were the others eating it?

We had tears in our eyes. My cousin gulped the one Glass of water we had.  By the time the next one came I had used the choicest Punjabi slangs. My god! No wonder the guy was smiling, he knew it all and to top it all I remember him being KIND to me and asking if I would like to have a couple of Green chilies with the salad. To which I had said YES. I bet he was rolling in laughter when he heard that. We could not finish the curry so we got some egg bhurji made WITHOUT CHILLIES to finish our lunch.

Came out of the dhabha and my cousin remarked “Hava Khat haigi pichle tyre ch (it seems there is less air in the rear tyre).” As if we could see and make out. It was desert and the tyre was a little inside the sand. Anyhow, we both agreed we have less AIR so at first available place we will get it filled.

Started with our ride and a few kms later we reached a village, where we found a guy repairing bicycles. Miraculously he had one of those mechanical air-pressure things, with which you fill air in tyres. You know what I mean. But he had no meter to read how much it’s filled. It was blind leading the blind, trying to squeeze the tyre with our hands to see if it’s enough.

Ah well, at some stage we found that the tyre was full. Till now my cousin had been driving, so we exchanged and for some reason we put the haversack on the petrol tank. Oh I remember now… We had it strapped by the side but we did not notice that the rear tyre had been scrubbing against it so the straps had torn off. I remember it was about 3-4 in evening and we were heading towards a town called PALI.

As it had been throughout the scenery, the drive was awesome. There was hardly any traffic. I have recently visited Australia and I can tell you, and those who read this can quote me on this, some of the views were as breath-taking as I saw in OZ; it was amazing, for miles nothing, far away a Green Tree, some huts and animals grazing. It was beautiful. While we were admiring all this…

BOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM

Next second I was on the road, sliding down, the haversack and me going on top of each other a couple of times. I could feel some pain in my shoulder. The bike had slid to the other side of the road. My turban had flown away. My shoe was not on my foot and It felt HOT. I got up checked myself: NOTHING HAD BROKEN although had lost pieces of my jeans at places along with the skin on my leg. There was blood on my eyebrow.  I had lost one arm to my shirt.. along with lot of skin.. but it did not seem bad ..

Then PANIC set in… Where is my cousin? I saw him lying motionless middle of the road.

GODS WERE INDEED LOOKING DOWN ON US. There was no traffic, else anything could have driven over him.

I went up to him and shook him. Nothing. MORE PANIC… He is dead. Shook him again, he opened his eyes. I thanked god that he was alive. He too had some parts of his jeans missing, blood on his legs and a big gash on his arm. His turban was mysteriously intact though… I pulled him off the road. There were small mound of rubble so lay him there.

Then went on to check on the bike and Oh My God! The poor bike had taken the brunt.

1. The petrol tank had squeezed.

2. The Rear tyre RIM was not round anymore.

3. The rear type had burst.

4. Some sort of OIL was leaking.

All in all, I felt pretty sure that the ROAD TRIP had finished there. The poor bike had, had it. Now, the sun was coming down, we had no idea where we were or what to do. A couple of trucks had passed, no one stopped. My cousin lay on the rubble as if he was dead and asking for WATER. I guess the drivers probably thought he was dead hence no one stopped.

It was getting dark when finally a small truck stopped. The driver got down. I asked for water and he gave me a bottle of water. He went to check on my cousin. By this time I had made my cousin get up and SIT so at least he did not appear to be dead to motorists. He asked the same question, “Where to?” I explained to him how we had started from Chandigarh. He shook his head.

I had to tell him where Chandigarh was. He had never heard of the place before. He told me that he could take me and my cousin to the next town Pali where we could do something about the bruises etc we had got.

So we sat in the truck.. had gone a few metres when we realised the BIKE was still back there so we had to request the driver , to get the bike too, the poor guy had to reverse the truck.. the bike was BAD.. got a rope tied it and pulled it up, sort of hanging on the back.. by now the bruises had started to hurt , you know when the blood has clotted .. its swollen a bit OUCH…

Reached PALI..  we were dropped by a Dhaba again.. and introduced to Two sikh gentleman, shabbily dressed they were DRIVERS of a truck bearing Haryana Number :).. were going to Mumbai with a load.

They too had a nice little joke at our expense , but then the Punjabi Hospitality took over..

The guys Oh god bless them..

The bigger sardar of the two.. gave the other one 30 rupees to take me and my cousin to the local dispensary, for bandages… Who would do that today ?  He took us to the dispensary where we got tetanus shots.. bruises had the iodine put on , That yucky dirty yellow thing , yuck… cuts cleaned and bandaged….

Back to the Dhaba.. it was nearly night-time .. We were offered Dinner.. All paid for I still remember it was one plate of Chicken tandoori, the black Daaal, with salad consisting of onions,Tomatoes,Raddish and Rotis

WOWOW we ate like Pigs.. and to top it all the Dudh Patti (milk tea) wowo… this was not all , the Two guys had put our bike on top of the truck cabin… If you see a Truck where the drivers sit there is some space above the roof.. its like an Open Trunk.. the Bike was put up there, safely tied …

Now this was a nice new truck.. there was a drivers seat.. a Passenger seat behind them were Two small Sleepers.. probably for the guys to sleep or rest while one drives. We were treated so nicely that we were given both the berths to sleep. what else would one want .. Bruises taken care of, Well Fed .. Place to sleep WOW almost a hotel accommodation…

We set off towards Ahmedabad.. the younger Guy was driving first , after some time the two of them Took out a Quarter Each .. of Home made whiskey or something .. put it in the steel glass and gulp gulp they did in one sip…Bloody hell I thought WE made it on the bike but tonight if we hit we are gone case.. God surly wont keep us the second time …. I guess I dozed off after some time…

Waking up in the morning we had reached the outskirts , we found a STD booth from where we called up my uncle telling him what had happened .. there was the customary.. “YOU reach home .. will talk then“..

 ooops bloody hell we had had it.. (and my cousins dad he is 6ft and BIG really BIG bloke ,Well built ,  I thought he was going to beat the SH___ out of us.)

Around midday we reached Ahmedabad.. my uncle was standing at one of the CHOWKS.. the truck stopped we got down and guess what .. Uncle Ji came and HUGGED US BOTH… before the YOU IDIOTS .. WHY would you do this started…….. The bike was left at a mechanic..

All in all it was an EXCELLENT TRIP… I would do it anytime again

I usually like to go for a run in the mornings or at least sometime during the day , It gets difficult to find time sometimes so i started to take my gym bag with me to office , So I could go for a jog in my lunch hour, that way i could get away from the office gossip and also do something healthy.

Over the christmas and new year holidays I have eaten so much with everyone celebrating the festivities ,  I have been feeling very guilty for not going to the gym and running regularly,  am sure a lot of people who are regular to gym will understand this guilty feeling.  Anyway Dont worry I am not going to go on about exercising lest you people think this is another of those lecturing posts..

I thought for a change write something about when  I go for a run some nice interesting things take place, you dont realise at the moment but later on they do make you smile .. 

Like for example a few days back i was running along chug chug chug , when a idiot of a driver saw me , he drove past me , I have this big flourescent jacket which is bright orange even a blind man will see it … Anyway as I am running on the pavement this guy suddenly decided to swerve and get on to the pavement to park

And HOLA I could not stop myself THUD I banged into the back of his car …

What an Idiot , they have posters here Everywhere , almost every street , every corner  telling drivers to be mindful of bikers, pedesterians and all yet this plonker had to go ahead and do it , to makes matter worse he rolled down his window and usual “F__ hell Cant you see “.. he tells me , I did not know should I be laughing or crying or shouting at this idiot, I went up to him .. Saw this was a big bloke .. I thought here we go I am going to get thumped today .. but he would not get out of the car, jsut kept shouting from inside his car..

Man “ I am calling the police”-

Me ” go ahead, you the one who is parked ON the pavement not me ” …

He shut up cause i was right,  I shrugged myself and went on with the run.. to see he was following me .. I ignored him for sometime but each time I was to cross over the street he would accelerate his car, I really was thinking at this time that he is going to run me over,  I had to do something so I turned back and simply rushed to him…

He stopped the car,  I asked him what you doing..

 he replied “I am following you to see where you live “.. He he he he I just laughed

“Good on you mate, I still got about 5 -6 miles to run… , Carry on following me “…  I guess it did not sound viable to him driving behind me , and spending all that money on fuel… So he gave up after about half a mile.. What an idiot he should have got out of his car and slapped me I could have done that if it was me, I mean anyone can see what happened and its not as if i made a dent on his car I AM NOT THAT FAT 🙂

Another interisting thing happened one time ,  I was running during my lunch time again on the pavement by the side of a canal, I saw a lady walking with a pram , the whole of the way was blocked by her … she probably heard me running and started to walk to one side which to me looked as if she was giving way.. She moved towards her Left ,

So i changed my direction to pass her from her right hand side .. I was jsut a few steps away from her , when she suddenly stopped and leaned over the pram , bringing her Arse outwards .. BAMMMMMM I banged into her … the silly woman was NOT giving me side, she was marely turning the pram, so she could lean over to have a look at her child .. 

It was a embarassing moment .. with me all huffing and puffing, my hands on a ladies body  trying to stop myself from falling.. 🙂   

Yeah I know the looks on people who saw it ….

 Then once..  you know how people take there dogs for a walk and they  have such long leads.. that too so thin that if it is raining or snowing it gets difficult to see the lead .. well there was me running as I turned a corner there was this old man, on the left , on seeing me he sort of pulled his hand towards his chest.. WELL THAT AINT GOING TO WORK … cause the lead is so long … 

Oh yessssssssss  i ran straight into it , at this moment i had not realised but I could hear a little doggy thump thump dragged behind me ..  the lead entangled in my legs .. yeah I can be cruel toooo

I have seen so many idiots on road, they will see you running along and then suddenly forget you are on the road and turn there car.. and then look at you as if its MY FAULT they ignored me … Ohhh bless them

(REPOSTING THIS POST Sorry a LONG POST )


Christmas is here followed by new years, Drinking and driving is on the rise, in the last few days found a few people for this offence..

The best thing is you go to the driver’s side, ask him to switch off the engine. Then ask them have you had a drink, the typical reply is first

“NO”…

“I can smell it on your breadth”…

“Sorry, I have had just half or Just a Pint”…

You stand there and Smile… Off course you have…

Then you ask them to step out of the vehicle, the Door swings open, they are so pissed , instead of putting their leg out first , they have to twist there bottoms then plonk there leg, Hold the DOOR TIGHTLY, get the second leg out, then slowly try to get up.. Ooops they can’t so they try again… When on two feet the Feet are firmly on ground, but the upper body waist upwards is sort of moving on its one…

They have just had ONE pint … Yes sir you have indeed.. and the word MORON is on my tatooed on my HEAD… 

Ask them there name, they give a whole history, name, date of birth, where they live etc etc out it comes like a river flowing…

You ask them again very politely, are you sure you had just a pint,

“Yes, before that I had another one earlier “… the Smile on your face widens… How earlier was that…?

“Afternoon lunch .. ” so basically to tell the truth and from experience they have been drinking since lunch up till now, You got no other choice but to get him off the road, Else he would endanger the rest of the people.

Christmas, new years, Diwali, Holi these festivals are there, I can understand to have fun, enjoy but they don’t give the RIGHT to get drunk and endanger other people who are enjoying the festive season according to their choice. I can understand the need for a Drink during these occasions, I do too, But I Never Drive after having a drink, and if I have to go for a drink I take a Taxi or Bus it. My friends who are with me Know very well that they dare not do it themselves, Call me Unfriendly or bad person But they know if they drive after having a drink I WILL CALL THE POLICE to rat on them because I don’t want to feel the Guilt if the same person drives his car into someone or something killing/hurting others or themselves, It does NOT make me wrong or less friendly, it makes me human because I have a conscious.

It’s nothing to do with Friendship honor, or to do anything with love for friends, If you think otherwise fair enough dont read furthur, BUT don’t let them have that drink before they drive, or Pay for the Taxi to take them home, Pay for the Bus Fare but DO NOT let them Drive Drunk.

That to me is FRIENDSHIP honour.

That to me shows you care for that person.

It’s easier said Oh one small shot or A pint won’t matter, It does matter. Any amount of alcohol affects your ability to drive. There is no foolproof way of drinking and staying under the limit or of knowing how much an individual person can drink and still drive safely.

I learnt my lesson in a Bad horrible accident years ago, So All who read this Please be careful, Tell the people around you to be careful, Don’t do anything silly, and ALWAYS Always think hundred times driving after a drink, Its not worth it. Most young people will give two hoots to what I have said, But Guys and Gals Please Think . Everything gets spoilt in an instant, Remember when drunk , THE CAR IS A LOADED GUN, a tool to do serious damage with, it is a serious WEAPON.

So the only safe option is not to drink alcohol if you plan to drive, and never offer an alcoholic drink to someone else who is intending to drive, The law needs to change, it should not only be the drunk driver, But the people who Knew that the person is Drunk and Knew he/she is going to Drive, Knowing this they still allow the person to drive, Then IF something does go wrong, they all need to be held responsible because as i said earlier the car is a loaded gun that we have allowed this person who has had a drink to use, So we should be held responsible. The same way as we would if we actually hand a gun to a person to shoot with.

I know a bit farfetched but end of the day, this could be Abetment to the accident, My conscious does not allow this , so hopefully it should not allow to a lot of people too.

Anyway these are my random thoughts good-bad whatever… it’s me and my Silly mind thinks sometimes…… Remember if you stop one drunk driver driving back home or anywhere you may have saved a life, which sure would amount to a GOOD DEED FOR THE DAY…

MERRY CHRISTMAS people, BE SAFE.. and KEEP OTHERS SAFE