Warning:- Today’s post is gonna be full of cringe because… honestly…this situation was cringy enough in real life. When it’ll meet my cringy humour, I am sure that its gonna do wonders. *God bless my readers*
Here’s the deal right…I am an ambivert. I adjust my level of social involvement based on the situation and my comfort in that particular social setting. But, there’s this one and only area of my life where I am an absolute energy bubble…and that’s traveling.
I love it. I love being out and about, exploring new places, meeting new people.
Even my parents love traveling. In fact, a huge part of my Wanderlust comes from them. When I was a kid, we would move places, travel to unknown destinations…on the go… We never cared about reservations, accomodations and hotels.
But, when I grew up, I stumbled upon something called *ahem* life and *ahem ahem* adulting.
So, needless to say, I don’t travel much anymore. But to satisfy my travel fetish, I often stay out of my house and sometimes, I just drive away for the sake of it!
And if you think that any of this was related to the story that I wanna share…then …
Wait for it!
YOU ARE WRONG!! I just love to talk about traveling… So… Yeah! Now back to the story…*hehe*
On one such fine Sunday, I hoped in the car and drove off, around the city, without an agenda.
To be honest, I wasn’t really enjoying it… because… Traffic.
But anyhow, it was still calming in a way! *yeah…I am a weirdo who thinks that traffic is calming…judge me!*
I was in the middle of a terrible traffic jam. Honking at each other, I could hear uncles curse in the background…to sum it up…it was a regular Sunday.
Suddenly, something happens and everyone falls silent.
What happened, you ask?
We hear an insane human scream! Yeah! You read that correct…A SCREAM!
And not a regular one…*no no no*
The typical horror/murder movie scream.
It was horrific.
All the useless banter came to an abrupt halt and people started exchanging looks of concern and horror.
Some of them even got out of their cars to look around, in case someone needed help.
Then…. We hear that scream again.
Louder this time.
That was like a confirmation of a mishap.
People had their phones out, just in case they needed to call the police or an ambulance.
And what happens next…
A bike…a fancy bike makes its way through the traffic…
And… We hear that scream again.
What was it?
That was a f*cking bike horn!!
*God bless our species*