- The Scooby-Doos - You dont mess with the Scooby-Doo. You never ever mess with the Scooby-Doo. If someones has a horn that goes Scooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Dooby-Doooo, you dont ever want to mess with them. Just step aside and watch with sheer glee as they self-destruct themselves by running into a derelict India Mark II water pump at a blinding speed. Then you do the customary “Haha... serves him right, God bless his poor soul” thing and be on your way.
- The Murungakka maamas (Ze Drumstick Uncles.) - they are found on motorcycles, dressed in a sober full sleeve shirt. There will a portly lady in the rear seat unbalancing the vehicle by sitting with both legs hanging on the same side of the bike. This imbalance is countered by hanging a bag of groceries containing 2 murungakkas (drumsticks, the ones that are eaten) sticking out of the bag on the handlebar on the other side (hence the nomenclature). They are the low-life of indian roads, the bottom feeders. They get the least respect. If one of them is in your way, just blare the horn or start cussing out loud and they will dig a burrow on the side of the road and go into hiding.
- The flag bearers - typically Ambassadors, Qualises that have a flag fluttering on the bonnet (The hood is for Yankees, we have bonnets.. and Dickeys… and Stepneys). They are generally people with loud political affiliations (read thugs). They make the laws and uphold them too (the unwritten ones of course.). Just don’t mess with them. In fact, there is this story of a man who once tried to fight with these people, they say he mysteriously vanished.
- Men in uniform - No, I am not talking about the police or the defense forces, they don’t count. Auto-rickshaw drivers, bus drivers, tourist cab drivers (now why all these guys wear white, is something that I can’t explain, but nevertheless). Now here we have a symbiosis. They drive like imbeciles but perfectly understand if you do the same.
- The Edentates - Long thought to be a myth, sightings have reported that there are some vehicles in India that have not yet been dented by some freak collision. These guys will try hard and try very hard at that to keep up to that status. They will be very careful and cautious, so we can take advantage of their meekness and force them into yielding for you at the turn. But if you push it too far, and they end up losing their dent-free status, just try to evaporate from the scene or something to that effect. You don’t want to be there.
- The Geriatric-Seizing-Magnets - The old peoples, the ones with the under-arm cobwebs. The ones that died a few days ago, but then their family didn’t notice it and they just sent them out to buy some kerosene from the ration store. They just crawl along at a gastropodan pace. If you get any closer than 3 feet from them, they go into a major epileptic fit, convulse wildly and develop this intense magnetic attraction that gravitates towards your vehicle. And before you know it you are being blamed for killing a person who was already dead in the first place.
- Bonus-points – cyclists, pedestrians, sitting ducks etc.
- The Vegetable Express - All hail the glorious "Vegetable Express"!!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
The Ultimate Guide to Driving on Indian Roads – Part II : Knowing your enemy
In India, driving is like warfare. You have to fight for your right of way, your life, your vehicle and sometimes even your personal belongings. The key to survival lies in understanding the enemy, you need to know what you are up against. Here are some typical ranks among the enemy lines.
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Good stuff. Liked what you said about men in uniform.
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