A normal day in Delhi: Eve teasing a karate coach, blueline accident and motorcycle diaries

All that in the morning papers.

In the case of the unfortunate eve teaser who had the bad luck to try and grope a 24-year old Karate coach in a Blueline bus, I can’t help feeling thrilled. Tough babes are da sexy!

The jerks tried their stuff in the bus, and the young Karate coach caught hold of one of them and slapped hm and did not let go. They took out a blade and slashed her. Turned out they were pickpockets. Definitely gutsy. First you are in the bus to try and pick a few pockets, and if that does not work, a bit of touchy-feely stuff can compensate. Super.

Long back I had written a piece in the site Purple Parka about how women need to toughen themselves up to handle the attacks on the street. That article I think will explain my feeing of triumph.

Then there was the standard story of a Blueline bus mowing down someone, and two kids on a motorcycle running into a divider with one losing his life.

The Blueline accidents are so routine it is scary. But I suspect it is not entirely the bus drivers’ fault. See, the average Delhiite is absolutely careless on the road. You can see auto drivers trying to browbeat buses and trucks, truck drivers who have no sense, CR-Vs and Swifts overtaking on the wrong side, scooters carrying an entire family of five, motorcycles cruising at 40 on a 3-lane road where everyone drives at 60-80kmph…

And of course the jaywalkers and the utterly careless.

Considering the risks they take every day, accidents are just waiting to happen.

From my personal experience, not once in the last one year has a Blueline bus scared the shit out of me: But two wheelers, cars and SUVs do that to me on the daily basis. They are the really dangerous ones. The sheer confidence of the motorcycle riders make you think they are riding Hummers!

Asking for trouble, really.

One Response to “A normal day in Delhi: Eve teasing a karate coach, blueline accident and motorcycle diaries”

  1. You spoke my heart.On the road in delhi is hell and even more if you travel my public transport.Everyday I wake up Screaming I dont want to ride 534.I hate 534.534 sucks and it goes on till i finally get down “Halftorn-half naked-half dead-full wet” from the bus..Gosh ! its hell

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