Boss, I'm Late!!

Boss, I'm late , well all mumbaikars are very much a part of this movement . Yes a movement indeed . Thats because ,it very well satisfies the primary condition of being called a movement as it involves a huge mass. Thanks to this spectral traffic of the greatest city known to the humans.. Mumbai. That is the most common SMS that people send at around 10:30 to their bosses all over this place rite from Church Gate to Ghatkopar to Borivali, and guess what .. the most common reply that they recieve: "Even I'm stuck". No one is spared by this Devil, neither the employees , nor the employers. In this sense , its quite a socialist, isn't it? You remain seated in your car, bus , Taxi(if u can afford ), Auto or whatever, & it just doesn't show any mercy. It tests your patience to its core. You will continue hearing horns from the back , left , right , up , down from every possible directions known to physics. Sometimes you just wonder what is the need for this , and when it becomes all fine and you can see an empty passage and your vehicle is just about to move forward, from no where an auto or a cycle will come in between to cross and the JAM restarts, and as is the saying that the devil doesn't come alone, he comes with his secretaries, well there's no exception here. When the traffic is at its peak, the sun is at its prime. Here is the time when you feel that God can be so unfair sometime. I mean , he dropped us in the hottest place of this world and made us hairy, what else can you ask for. You are left sweating profusely in your car just to see the whole world getting stopped and wondering why do people say that Bombay (Mumbai, for my safety) never stops. Other secretary of this devil are those road side vendors.I mean you wonder why God created them. They are like those Mithun Chakravarthy movies in which you kind of want to get into the TV screen and bust his ass off but just cant do that, they are like those Jack Fruit vegetable prepared by your neighbor after calling you for dinner and then asking you about how was the food. food???I mean you should have tasted it before asking me Madam .There are better ways of killing a young neighbor.
But at the end, after going through all these calamities , all the trauma ,you reach your workplace thinking that you have to return as well, don't be so happy. And there is just one thought preoccupying your mind , how will I say this .. "boss I'm Late "..
Love you guys..
Manas Verma
(Traffic Victim)