You thought I’m talking Texas…nah! Come to Hyderabad—the city of Nizams, Shiites, and Indian cowboys. (Laughs) To those lily-livered who find my post amusing I should add a statutory note in advance. Nah! Am not gonna tell you the secrets of nights or the masterstrokes but if visiting Hyderabad, this addendum is necessary to spot polka dots on red bandana.
The kewl Salman Khan[1] Wannabe’s (wonder why do they grow the handle bar moustaches); the gangsta turn ‘hip-hop’ masquerading the overcrowded lanes as you watch him from backseat frightfully. Yeah, he probably likes it kinky. And yea, watch his signature brand—the red bandana that knotted loosely to his collar bone with polka dots as he masterly lights the cigarette single-handedly while the other one busy adjusting the steering rod. Watching Hyderabadi auto-drivers zooming the busy busted lanes at a speed of 60-70kmph and the machine go C'tarl-C'tarl, often bouncing or stumbling on the potholes, it’s most insatiable, voluptuous, adventurous, and least-inhibited experience I’ve come across. But you know me…I am independent, forceful, brilliant and not that adventurous.
A friend of mine recently told, it Formula 1 that you take every morning. Even Schumacher would blush watching the heroic antics of the auto-walas. He’s indeed Vin Diesel, Picasso, and Elvis—three-in-one. To feared ones, mind’ya the gangsta gotcha golden heart (puhleez don’t take to literal order for his sweat glands smells vulgarly) and make you listen to blaring music yet ultimately raunchy numbers to soothe your senses. It’s another matter that the Bass and Treble would make you tremble and force you to sing some Zulu numbers with little artistic sensibility.
The Bible calls this day "Armageddon" - the end of all things. And yet, for the first time in the history of the planet, a species has no idea ‘how he gets into it’ and all we may say, Gawd! Speed and good luck to you. The red bandana with polka dots on collar bone takes his eye patch and grin.
[1] An Indian movie actor famous for his muscular built and off-screen antics; a wrong-guy who loved by masses for his wrongful.
I am trying real hard to imagine your amount of sheer desperation (Any literary utterance of Salman Khan is a metric indicator). But probably Providence has saved them for my days like these to come. Until then, one thing I can say... Boy, u just got there... Aage aage dekho hota hai kya...
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