Tall story-The Not-So Nano Experience
Rudraksh gave a quick look to the man sitting in the car to his left. The man wore a terrible and horrendous looking shirt, some orange colored floral design with blue hued leaves. The man glanced at him pompously. And gave him an ‘I-have-a-car-too’ look. Yes, he was an average looking man and perhaps with a middle class stature. But Rudraksh thought why he was comparing his Nano with Rudraksh’s Skoda. Nearing five hours, he was stuck at the same place, moving not even at a snail’s pace.
With the advent of Nano, the traffic scene of Mumbai had totally changed, he estimated. Three years had passed by and the Nano-fever didn’t die down. He heard a buzz that the cost was being reduced to fifty thousand. Now, how ridiculous was that? And incredible!! Penguin-ed taxis and rickshaws had once ruled the lanes of Mumbai. Now they had become as extinct as horse ridden chariots. Now it was Nano…
He heard a woman screaming loudly. Someone said she was in her labors. Well, nothing to fret about, there were mobile hospitals everywhere, considering the frequent traffic jams at every nook and corner of Mumbai. To his left, he saw this couple kissing amorously. Who could wait now-a-days?
Yesterday he himself had indulged in car flirting. Stuck at the same place for hours, he had seen this gorgeous looking gal and had the most shortest affair of his life. He had even implanted a mobile coffee maker in his car!! Just in case… They hadn’t concealed anything personal as such, but then four hours didn’t seem like eternity with her, as they seemed today.
Peeping ahead he saw a noble woman sharing her food with a beggar. Queer, he thought but not as bizarre as some people starting up classes like ‘learn basic German in just two hours. Just Rs.500. Credit facilities unavailable. Advanced can be learnt provided you meet us at the same place and same time.’
As he looked up, he saw at least a dozen of Nanocopters flying away, making unbearable noises. Maybe Mr. Tata or Bajaj… Perched at sky-scraping heights were the Nano-pads for the landing. Well, even the helicopters went cheaper!!! He himself was in a process to buy one. Why endure this agony every single day? He overheard someone say that there had been an accident just 2 minutes ago, which was really eccentric because a vehicle has to have a ‘movement’ to cause a mishap!!! He adjusted his seat, pulled it backwards and decided to catch up on his lost sleep……
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