OK so now I went missing, so whats the big deal, we all go missing now and then. When I was a kid I used to play missing with my Dad in the exhibition, mall and scare the hell out of him, until I realised its not easy to find him either. Well any ways the post has nothing to do with me missing, its an Autobiography... I suck at writing autobiographies, so I took the expert advice. I'll tell you later who.
My Name is.... , that doesn't matter much cause none of you and the society know me by my name even if were to give one. I am considered a terror in the society and have been ridiculed by so many. Yet that gives me the strength.
I can drive around the streets thru tiny gaps where only cycle can pass thru , thereby I am the co-founder of the phrase "Cycle gap la auto ootran paru da" (driving an auto in the cycle gap)
I can charge the customer as much as a trip to the moon, even though the distance would be like from a hallway to the bathroom in a one-bed room flat.
I never do care about the vehicle really and have the privilege to abandon it, as most of them which I drive belong to the owners.
I consider the person sitting in the middle to be safe and I have pictures of Hindu,Muslim and Christianity for the passengers to pray for a safe journey.
I don't provide seat belts, so up to you to hold onto something.
I can drive the 200cc vehicle assuming to be a 5000cc Lamborghini.
I still have Rajinikanth's photo on my vehicle, so I can create publicity.
I stop when a girl waves her hand to stop and stick my tongue out when a guy waves.
My Vehicle is supposed to carry 3 persons, although I can take more than that ( If you know what i mean ahem ahem)
I consider the person sitting in the middle to be safe and I have pictures of Hindu,Muslim and Christianity for the passengers to pray for a safe journey.
I belong to an Union, as strong as the central Government.
Along with learning to drive, I learnt to abuse and fight so that skills are quite handy at many a time.
I have a fuming stove connected secretly beneath my meter.
You might be able to convince your girlfriend , but not me am more expensive than her shopping kitty.
Well me and my vehicle are always the first Victim of any strike, bundh .
I can take 15 people inside my tuk tuk.
Now all above experiences and facts are based on the blogger's fictional truth, any information detailed might be because the blogger loves the autorickshaws and yes as always please read my disclaimer.Cyu all soon :D
