Dodge That

An absolute art form that is often overlooked is traffic dodging.
The art emnates from busy and often cranky roads where nobody follows any rules. Nobody. The most sane member of the traffic community at this juncture would be the biker. Here the car drivers believe they are cyclists and the cyclists believe they are flying microlights in pursuit of a seagull. The drivers higher up in the er, well, noise chain such as truck drivers, think they can follow the circus and believe they are diving maruti 800s....
We have ofcourse forgotten the venerable auto rickshaw drivers. Well, too much has already been written about the auto rickshaw drivers. What can they do? they are not to be held responsible for the folly of forgetting their large er, backsides and thinking that they are as slim from behind as they are from the front.
Hence, the biker in his infinite wisdom will have to continuously find new methods and often find new roads, yes roads, to deal with his dimwitted neighbours on the road.
Imagine for a moment, you are driving peacefully through a less crowded road busily thinking about the day ahead. You are careful to respect the big buses and warily overtake them from the wrong side. But suddenly you feel your hair rise as you are sandwiched between an auto and a car, both of whom want to win the Le Manns series and are practising. What can you do under this situation. Your answer as will any one's will be to fall back and let the ferraris be. But you forget that the great Mr.Bus is right behind you and is quite angry that you have out witted him using such foul tactics.
Now the biker is in his element. The royal escort often falls short of this scale. So thinking, he starts whistling again, goes down one gear and lets beasts eat dust.....