Both Not Worth Fighting ForFriday, June 18, 2010 11:14
He just wouldn’t stop repeating it. I’m hearing him say it the 10th time in the last few minutes. ‘He hit me. Didn’t even listen to me. He hit me.’ Yeah, he got hit pretty bad. It took me a few mintues to gather courage and stop the one-sided fight. All I wanted to do was to reach office and get off the cab.
I had to console him. ‘Yeah, it’s happens. This is what money and power can do!’ And then he adds, ‘We can’t get back at them.. No one will listen to us.’ That was true – no one would listen us if we complained. And maybe, things could get worse.
His eyes were red – if given a chance, he would go back and fight. Just after I got off the cab, I checked the part that had a dent. All I could see was a piece of bent metal. But, in his eyes, I saw a hurt ego…
A Few Minutes Ago:
My cab driver had just met with an accident. I saw it happen in front of my eyes. Before I could reach there, the driver of the ‘other car’ got off and started hitting my cab driver. Perhaps the most important point to note is that the ‘other car’ was an Audi.
I didn’t want to let my driver down so decided to take on the Audi driver. The Audi driver’s eyes were wandering in search of the cab’s registration number. All that I knew was that things were going to get worse if he got that registration number. My cab driver’s life could be doomed.
While his eyes wandered for for the registration number, I offered him my mobile number and said, ‘Call me if you want to do anything. I’ll take it on. Take my number. Take my damn number if you have a problem with my cab driver.’
Seriously, I was being crazy! That Audi was a famous Telugu actor’s car and I knew it. These guys sometimes live their live to own these posh cars and can do anything if something hurts them. A dent in the Audi can hurt them too. That’s exactly how people get carried away. That Audi could mean more to him than anything else in this world! Oh no…
Here’s the twist in the story: when I offered my phone number, the Audi driver actually refused to take it. Now that he didn’t want it, I kept offering it to him. He backed off, got into the Audi and drove away! Even now, I can’t understand why he didn’t take my number but I’m glad he didn’t!
I had stood for my cab driver alright- perhaps it was the right thing to do. I was actually ready to fight – fight an actor cum politician (money and power.)
To my eyes, I was standing between a bent piece of metal and a hurt ego. Both of which are just not worth fighting for.