On a busy morning, as I was cruising along to reach to work, I was stuck in an ocean of vehicles and subsequent jams. Nothing out of ordinary, every morning is a battlefield for office-goers. Every second is accounted for and your killer instinct just takes upon you at those crucial moments. You won’t even mind wearing the shoes of a trapeze artist, if that ensured your arrival on time. Not a moment to spare, not a second to ponder, life goes on at a robotic speed.
I always thought that a lot can happen with a kiss. But today, I chanced upon a different kind of outcome which had nothing to do with love. And it wasn’t even a lip-lock. Just a harmless peck, so harmless that it didn’t even have the passion to embrace disaster. Yet, the impact was lethal. People stopped, vehicles scratched to a halt, even the pedestrians couldn’t resist but ogle.
Shortly, a small group of curious onlookers gathered and killed their time in the heated atmosphere. Two people grabbed each other, hurling posh abuses and were ready to punch. Their families were trying to pull them apart while the spectators were enthralled in a live-show of WWF championship. In the midst of utter chaos, the culprits stood quietly, unharmed and ready to move on. No reaction from them could be gathered. Maybe they were in a trance oblivious to the war they just generated.
My precious moments were wasted stuck in this commotion for nothing. I gasped and waited for the mass to disappear. Both the parties dusted the dust on them, combed their hair, listened to the words of wisdom from their close ones. Took a breather and drove on.
Their two cars, our Public Display of Affection offenders, after sharing a harmless kiss looked at each other. Started themselves without a sound. Honked and moved speeding way, taking commands from their masters.
And I was left wondering, “All this for a kiss”?
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