While driving. Read on I know how you got that license!
Four Wheel Drivers:
- Please use dipper.I know that you guys have good modern cars,but hey they aren’t supposed to make others blind while lighting your way! Use them while overtaking and when you see oncoming traffic in bends.
- TRY to maintain your lane and if its a big ask,try to use your indicators to show your intent. Remember you have paid for those beautiful orangy lights.
- At traffic signals be patient…there’s no use honking when the guy before you himself can’t move.I know you need a broker a M n A…but hey tomorrow is a better day for that.
Two Wheel Drivers:
- The guys with pulsar’s,stunner’s, fazer’s and such amazing named bikes.The rear view mirrors aren’t a part of styling. They are there for a purpose.So use them before cutting lanes! Most of my female friends have in 99.99% of cases seen a bike like yours and prefer those bikers who drive responsibly!
- Do realize that racing with cars with your measly horse power is futile. They will eventually catchup. So know your limitations and play NFS when feel like racing on the road.
- On highways please use the outer lane.Inner lanes are meant for speeding vehicles.
Three Wheel Drivers(yeah autowallahs):
- While halting for a prospective customer,could you not make it so abrupt? They would walk over.Trust me.
- We don’t like to have or have a fetish for your arms.So use those indicators.
- Please get a pollution check for your tuk -tuks.
- Please I mean Please dont get your vehicles out unless you are dead sure you can
tame itdrive it. - You need not compete with men in this.Please be feminine( I mean not rash) and be more cautious.
- And Please use appropriate headgear.
We need to have this painted on every moronic driver’s forehead!
On the women drivers section, could you please add this – “Please remember to keep your scarves/duppattas wrapped around you. Its not fun to watch and wonder when the hell you would tumble”
hey Mahesh,
you seem to be talking out of experience just like me
Oh yes!
Cant count the number of times I have chased a lady on two-wheeler, honking away madly to inform the duppatta precariously close to the wheels..