Asmanjas

Scene: Vipul, a twenty-odd year old is walking down the street at 10:30 pm on one of the streets of Khar in Mumbai. As he is walking, he sees a Maruti Zen a little away coming in the reverse direction. With his judgment that the car is yet a further away, he continues walking. The car driver speeds the car in reverse and the car almost runs into Vipul. Vipul, in instant reflex, bangs the back shield of the car harder than required, exchanges a glance with the car driver.

Car driver: Bhenchod!
Vipul : Hattt!

(The car driver aggressively stops the car, comes out of the car banging the door shut and walks towards Vipul)

Car driver: Saale madarchod. Teri aisi abhi bajaoonga na. (Tries to hit Vipul)
Vipul : Haath mat lagao. Haath mat lagao.
Car driver: Kar kya raha hai haan tu? Itna jor se kyun maara? Teri to! (Tries to hit)

(Vipul sees a police chowky and rushes towards it. A traffic police officer comes to the door of the chowky. Car driver slaps Vipul in front of policeman)

Vipul : Sahab yeh dekho maar raha hai. He is raising his hand on me.
Car driver: Itna jor se gaadi ke peeche maar ke jaata hai. Saala. Dikhata hoon isko.
Vipul : Khar Police Station chalo.
Car driver: (goes towards Vipul) Abe saale aa toh sahi tujhe dikhata hoon.Chal, chal.
Vipul : (Enters the police chowky and tells the policeman) Ab main aapke custody
mein hoon.
Policeman : Aap rehte kahaan ho?
Vipul : Sahab yahan do building door.
Policeman : Chalo abhi tum dono jao.
Car driver: (Enters the chowky and proceeds towards Vipul)Bastard. Idhar aa.
Vipul : Chup. (Shows angry eyes)
: (To policeman) Isko bolo idhar se chale jaaye. Aap kya kar rahe hain?
Policeman : Main kisi ko kucch nahi boloonga. Aap Khar Police Station jao.

(Vipul is shocked. He remains silent most of the time)

Car driver: @#@#$%$#^&*&^(*)&*^%&@$%!@#
Vipul : Main aap se baat nahi kar raha hoon. Suna nahi aapne. Main aapse baat
nahi kar raha hoon. (Two three times more. Says the same thing.)

(Vipul tries to get rid of him but the car driver just doesnt agree to go.)

Car driver : Arre aise door mat jao. Main kucch nahi karoonga. Aao tumhe tumhare ghar
chhod deta hoon. Aao.
Vipul : Chalo. Mujhe ghar chhodo.
Car driver : (Happily walks out of the chowky) Aao.
Vipul : Haan aap baitho andar.

(Car driver sits inside the car. Vipul and car driver exchange a glance for a second and then Vipul just gestures the car driver to leave. Not once, not twice but five times. And rather vigorously.)

Vipul to Policeman: Mujhe toh problem solve karna tha. I am aware of everything that I could have done. I am an educated and informed civillian. I know that I could have filed and NC against him. Par kya fayda? Time aur energy khoti hota hai.

Police man: English mein nahi, Marathi mein bolo.

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Guys, this script is the text of my life exactly 6 and a half hours back.Yes, I was Vipul. This very thing happened at 10:30 pm near my house. I had gotten down to buy popcorn.

The asmanjas here was if I should have adamantly pursued the case by taking the constable and the car driver to the police station and taught them a lesson or the apparently intelligent thing that I did by coming home and saving an hour of tension and worry of my parents' and my life.