Monday, September 01, 2008


I will write about Ramadan but first let me talk about one of those days that turned into a firm resolve. Some time back I decided to get off the Fancy bus earlier than usual to go to my favourite restaurant and pick up food. All was well till I got the food and came on to the main road and there were just no taxis. I walked for about 40 minutes to the closest mall only to realise that there was an impossible long queue. I tried to stop a taxi and he waved me away. I was sweating profusely and steaming inside out. I wanted to throw stones at the taxi. I am now resolved to learn driving as soon as possible.

This doesn't end. I crossed over to the other side of the road and realised two women were standing ahead of me to get into a taxi first. I moved forward and so did they and we did this dance for a while till one taxi finally stopped and before those two could get in I literally pleaded with them to let me get in so I could drop them and then get home. They were Indians too and relented. I got in.

We proceeded to exchange names and professions. She looked like a nice 28-29 year old going home with her mom. When we came to her house she said-" Aunty" At first I wondered why she was calling her mother Aunty then she tapped on my shoulder and asked me for my phone number. I was in total shock and dumbly gave her the number. 'Stupid cow bitch'I said to myself.

The journey continued and the taxi driver began talking about ramadan and gave me a lecture on the saying of the Quran. The fact that a baby can breathe inside a mother's womb is Allah's miracle. He insisted that if a man accepts Allah as the supreme one and recites a certain verse and declares himself a true muslim he will go to heaven. It doesn't matter if his deeds are good or bad. My head was ready to burst by now and the traffic was millimetering. After a lot of arguing which included, childbirth and idol worship and how people from other religions became muslims but no muslim ever becomes a hindu.

I told myself over and over again-" I will learn to drive! I will learn to drive no matter what! Even if they fail me a dozen times I will never give up till I get a license!"

So that brings me to Ramadan. You cannot drink, eat or smoke in public. All devout fasting Muslims leave by 2 PM. You sit around finishing the leftovers. But I can eat lunch. So HA


Gazal said...

that dame needs to do areality check on herself (at 28 she prob needs glasses too)

you should have auntied her back!!!!

get into a car and learn to drive before you get indoctrinated and auntied any further.

hilarious post

Deepa said...

I came here from gazal's blog. Glad I did.

Funny stuff! You should have punched the girl in the mouth :-D