I am on my bike, getting back home. Satyam Cinemas lane. (One-way lane)
This guy is crossing the road a few meters away from me, from my right.
As he is crossing the road slowly, he has completely turned his head left and is busy staring at me. I'm irritated. He won't look away.
Enter: stern-looking uncle on a scooter. The uncle is speeding on the opposite side of the road, towards me (on the wrong side). Our chap (henceforth called the 'starer') has forgotten all rules of crossing while he is busy staring. The uncle who is now really close to the starer applies a sudden brake and his scooter touches the starer's knees. At the impact, the tea, that the starer is holding in his right hand, completely spills all over uncle's black shiny shirt.
Uncle freezes. Starer freezes. I slow down. Uncle raises his hand towards the starer. I wait to cross a few meters from where I am, to burst out laughing.
This guy is crossing the road a few meters away from me, from my right.
As he is crossing the road slowly, he has completely turned his head left and is busy staring at me. I'm irritated. He won't look away.
Enter: stern-looking uncle on a scooter. The uncle is speeding on the opposite side of the road, towards me (on the wrong side). Our chap (henceforth called the 'starer') has forgotten all rules of crossing while he is busy staring. The uncle who is now really close to the starer applies a sudden brake and his scooter touches the starer's knees. At the impact, the tea, that the starer is holding in his right hand, completely spills all over uncle's black shiny shirt.
Uncle freezes. Starer freezes. I slow down. Uncle raises his hand towards the starer. I wait to cross a few meters from where I am, to burst out laughing.
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