I am surprised that it has taken me almost 6.5 year to pen down a new post. Well, that itself justifies the title I have given to this blog i.e. 'It's never late' 😊.
Imagine yourself on a two wheeler standing at a busy traffic signal during peak evening hour waiting for signal to turn green. Considering, it is a Saturday evening, presumably everyone would be in a rush to get to their respective destinations.
I was standing at a similar busy traffic signal on last Saturday evening while going to pick up my wife from work. Being a responsible citizen and environmental enthusiast, I had turned off my scooter's engine in an anticipation that I will turn it on again with auto-start button when countdown of seconds start from 10 to 0.
Probably, Murphy's Law is chasing me these days to prove its point and this was just another example. It was less than 10 seconds for signal to turn green and my scooter just acted like a lazy pet dog who ignore pleas of his master and denied to start. It was less than 5 seconds for signal to open now and all my attempts were turning out to be futile. I was getting little panicky as honking had already begun asking me to move away and make a road for those whose vehicles were at their commands. So just like a master would drag his dog in a hope that it would get up and start walking, I dragged my scooter towards the nearest road divider which was unfortunately on the right side. Once reached, I began my attempts again with no success. I also tried kick-starting it but even that didn't yield any positive results. Just then, I noticed the fuel gauge which was little below red line. This left me in two thoughts asking if it was a problem with fuel or the auto-start. All this while, honking was continuous and mostly cars were passing by from my left. I was just praying that no hasty driver bumps into me or brushes past dangerously. Finally traffic signal turned red again and I decided to drag my scooter to cross the signal.
Just when I reached the other side, I suddenly remembered about my wife who was waiting for me. Mere thought of 'Wrath of Wife' left me scared to the core. It was even more frightening that next day was Sunday, meaning she has an entire day to take revenge of making her wait. By now, knowing that fuel could also be a villain in my misery, I hurriedly started dragging my scooter to the nearest fuel station which was nearly 1.5 KMs away.
Just then a scooter rider pulled over and asked me in local language if the fuel was over. I replied, 'Probably'. Without a second question, he asked me to hop on to my scooter and offered to push till nearest fuel station. Normally, I am against this as I see it as a danger to others on the road. However, I believe it was a thought of furious wife and Sunday in sight that convinced me for this. Although, we ensured to drive on the extreme left of the road to be less of an obstruction. Within no time, we reached the fuel station and before I could thank him properly, he drove off just acknowledging my words. I couldn't even see his face as he was wearing a helmet and had tied a hand kerchief covering his face. It is my assumption that his face could not be any less radiant than an angel as he saved my Sunday.
At the fuel station, I refueled my scooter but still it wouldn't auto-start. It took me almost 5 minutes to kick start it. It was like a pampered pet dog who only understand pats and not kicks...😄 I was certainly late in picking up my wife from work but my savior ensured that I am not too late that would spoil my Sunday.
The moral of the story is 'Humanity still Prevails.' Otherwise, it is difficult get help from a random stranger on a busy road!