It was Monday. I hope you get it when I say I hate Mondays.
I’ve always been this person who hates the start of a week. Grudgingly I got up
& decided to get ready. I looked at the watch & rolled my eyes.
I was late. Again!!

I hurriedly got ready, combed my rather stubborn (read curly)
hair carelessly & started my Scooty all set to go. As I rode on, I
realised that the fuel tank was indicating that it was near empty. Blow!  I realised that I had to stop by the nearest
Petrol Pump or my Scooty won’t co- operate with me. Considering that I had to reach a place which is at a 14 km distance from my home, gave me reasons to frown. The more
the delay, more late I would be & the more ticking off I would get from the people I was supposed to meet. 

That wasn’t the problem though. I am kind of used to being
in trouble anyway. As Harry (Potter) says in one of his books, “I don’t go
finding for trouble. Trouble usually finds me” That, my friends is exactly the
quote I would like to put here.

The problem was money for the petrol. After reaching the petrol pump, after lining
up for it, I started searching for my wallet in my bag. I couldn’t find it. After
calmly searching for it twice, I panicked. I started removing all the contents
in my bag in search of the wallet. The petrol pump wallas started giving me
looks. Few of them were trying to control their laughter. But I wasn’t
bothered. I was damned late & I couldn’t find my wallet.
There were no pockets in my churidar-kurta, so no chance it would
have been there. As a last resort I decided to open the backseat of my vehicle
to check. Lo & behold, there it was, lying inside! Cursing myself for my
weak memory, I moved ahead in the line. I was relieved!!

 As he filled the petrol
for me, the man smirked at me and said “Pune petrol ke bina nahi chalta aur
petrol paise ke bina nahi milta
” (Pune doesn’t run without petrol & you don’t
get petrol without money) I didn’t know what to reply, I already had made myself
a clown courtesy my panic reactions while searching for my wallet. So I merely
That was in the month of April. As I write this now, I can’t help but wonder how right that man was. A simple but true

Our petrol woes are something which will continue. I hope that the new government will take steps towards reducing the petrol prices as soon as possible. 

 All I know is we
normal people find it difficult to travel when the price of petrol has started
creating big holes in our pockets. If you live in a city like Pune, you would know that personal
two wheeler or four wheeler is the most convenient mode of transport in the
city, thanks to the much higher rates of the rickshawallas & not to forget
their attitude which says “ I own the city, I go wherever I please & I refuse
fares when I feel  like.” & also due
to the poor public transport, the buses  being scarce in number &
hardly ever on time. 

Mumbai is better off in that aspect owing to the local
train transport & the fairly good service provided by the B.E.S.T buses. Even Bangalore for that matter. Puneites bear the brunt of the petrol price hike the most I guess along with other cities who don’t have good public transport.

The public transport is such a deep issue that it will need a separate blog post for itself! lol

As a middle class girl, all I can do is write this article
on petrol on my blog, and read the angry or taunting or funny SMSes &
facebook statuses on petrol, by my equally frustrated friends………..Let’s go retro now! Time to get
back to the bicycle!

Dream. Imagine. Be Crazy. Be You.

Au Revoir!

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