Who won the race?

Posted on August 11, 2010
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I hate fictions and this is not one. Part of my Independence series ;-)

THE highway and the cramped streets was no predicament for their enthusiastic and brisk biking. Rustling through the morning kids and funny jaywalkers, two bikers were on a mission to emerge as THE undisputed leader of the Delhi roads.

It was an unusual morning for Sammy who acted deviant on his usual daily drive to office. Sharp 8am and the roads were yet to get busy. As he kick starts his Unicorn 150 CC and reaches the main road, a sudden swiftness of a co-driver prompts him to take on a challenge breaking through his mundane 40-min morning drive. When was it last he indulged in vigorous biking with friends and rivals…seemed long…but being an avid biker, he sure missed that fun.

The young chap for Sammy’s out-of-the-ordinary challenge ‘Slimy’ owned an altered bike that was almost close to the Suzuki Hayabuysa. Nope it wont give a speed of 240 miles per hour, but people in India love the ‘feel’ of a Ducati or Hayabusa although the ride is not the same. Slimy might have never ridden one, but Sammy has, and he knows the feeling is purely heaven!!!

The vehement race began. And with pretty much experience, and a bike of 150 CC, Sammy was speeding to the unknown final destination where they would disperse with that feeling of someone being the best and fast. Sammy knew for sure he would win. The morning winds only made him fast…aha but that dint make him oblivious of a erratic young passionate lad tailing him. Sammy continuously kept staring at his right mirror to ensure the frenzied youth was safe. Finally, like expected, Slimy lost his cool and let anger erupt out of him. Indeed anger is just one letter short of danger. Slimy almost hit a veggie vendor. Now that is totally unacceptable in biking but both are vying for victory.

Here and there, Sammy did give Slimy a chance to speed him. He was however in no mood to loose. He was totally engrossed in speed. They did give a nightmare to those slow drivers and sleepy shop owners. No doubt, Sammy was happy…on the road stretched out wide with no traffic lights for a certain distance…it was thumbs up for him.

After almost no slowing down, finally Sammy had to halt his bike as the red signal showed near the Yamuna River. In racing it is all about speed…no rules exist. But Sammy stopped. There were no traffic police, no vehicles passing, a virtually empty street, still Sammy stopped. That very minute, Slimy passed through him, flaunting his speed and exposing the victory flag (the middle finger). Sammy was dejected…after all his speed exceeded Slimy’s. It was a matter of great pride and losing was humiliating.

The lad won. He really won. Sammy’s once-in-a-blue-moon excitement was shattered. However, reaching his destination, there was a great sense of unprecedented pride within Sammy for being a law-abiding citizen in an exceptionally exceptional week. Not that he never jumped signals, but this week is unlike others. After all, four days later will be the Indian Independence Day.

Adios ~

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2 Responses to “Who won the race?”

  1. Simran on August 11th, 2010 7:53 am

    Slimy lol very creative name and stay away from speed and trouble, gotchie?

  2. Sam on August 11th, 2010 8:20 am

    u were the inspiration :) remember..being called simy? ;-)

    well its not that everyday i wear a freaky race face…was just missing that thrill

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