Ah! To see him angry (at someone else) is a true pleasure. So rarely does he step into my domain that his comment made me look up; in front of him was a car who had decided that afterall he had to go left from the rightmost lane and was inching towards the next lane trying to cut through oncoming traffic; we were at a standstill.
We were on our way back home and he was driving, I was reading.
Usually i do the bad mouthing from the shotgun seat while he calmly navigates the crazy Mumbai peak hour rush..
Imagine this: the Buddha driving, a peaceful forgiving smile on his face. Crouched upon the car roof sits an angry person with a 20 ft javelin nudging the traffic to move; out of the Buddha's car's path.."
The javelin is my constant stream of expletives as cars overtake ours and i am generally sitting inside, apart from that you get the idea.
I had a firm belief that it was due to my talents (obvsly) that we made home everyday from office, but Ambuj differed.
So now i have taken up reading, so i can maintain my equanimity while on the road and Ambuj is left to fend for himself.
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