Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Ivazh... @
By Whoosh 2 @ 7:30 am      12 Comments
Mount Road, Chennai.. The scene of many a traffic jam.. The scene of many an incident. It was a warm summer day in Chennai city. Rahul was on his bike going from Guindy to Parrys. Green - Amber - Red. The signal changed. Rahul cursed under his breath. He skid to a halt. 119... 118... 110... 99... The timing indicator on the signal ticked down. 2 minutes for a signal! He was sweating. He removed his helmet. A slight breeze hit his cheeks, bringing with it a nice perfume smell. He turned to his left to see the scooty that came to a halt just a few seconds before. On it was a girl, who looked nothing short of a goddess.. Tall, probably 5'7, and fair. She was wearing her chudidhar - a bright yellow one. She turned and looked at Rahul through the helmet she was wearing. Rahul tried to get a glimpse of her face through the vizer but he couldnt. Damn his luck! The signal changed its wavelength.. She sped off into the distance. He put on his helmet and tried to follow her, but he lost sight of the beauty. At a distance he could see a crowd gathering. He slowed down. There was an accident.. He saw a yellow dupatta fly in front of his face. He got down. She was bleeding all over. The lorry that rammed into her was nowhere in sight now. Someone from the crowd removed her helmet. She was a beauty, indeed. She was still concious. She stood up and had a sip of water. Rahul waved down an auto and escorted her to a hospital. She soon recovered and they lived happily ever after....


Anna Salai, Chennai... The scene of many a traffic jam.. The scene of many an incident. It was a warm summer afternoon in Madras City. Rahul was on his bike going from Guindy to Parrys. Green - Amber - Red. Rahul cursed under his breath. He skid to a halt. 119... 118... 110... 99... The timing indicator on the signal ticked down. 2 minutes for a signal! He looked at himself at the mirror correcting his hairstyle that was in a mess due to the breeze. As he peered into the mirror, he saw a Kinetic Honda pull up behind him. On it was a girl, who looked nothing short of a Goddess. Tall, probably 5'7, and fair. She was wearing her chudidhar - a bright yellow one. He turned to see the girl. She was checking him out too.. Their eyes met. She had a nice curve on her lips - the smile of a princess.. He returned the smile. She pointed at the signal. He noticed that Green had fallen. He rotated the accelerator. She did the same. They kept moving parallel to each other. They could hardly take their eyes off each other. They heard the horn of the lorry at the last moment. He reacted quickly and applied the brakes. She didnt. She collided with the lorry and was on the ground in an instant. Her yellow dupatta flew and landed on his face. The red marks on the dupatta were all the more distinct. Blood was flowing from her head.. She had no chance. He had lost his name-less beauty in an instant. If only she had a helmet on!!!!



Wear a helmet... Get a life... Its yours, afterall!!!
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