There are some fights that you win by… not fighting them.
When you are tired or are in a bad mood then you are far more vulnerable to road-rage – to pick a fight over a rash overtake or a mean glance.
It was one such day, and finally a man crossing the road heedlessly got to me with a popular Hindi expletive. I felt a sudden surge of anger and wanted to retaliate with equally hurting words (like any normal boy growing up in India, I am perfectly equipped with the vocabulary). I also wanted to shout and approach ‘head on’ to teach a lesson to the guy, no matter what the consequences were.
I slowed down the car and my torso was already half out of the window, with my eyes at him. But then…I turned my back… and drove on.
It was as if, in a flash, I could recall years of hard-work, patience, maturity and sacrifice that have gone into whatever little I have built and earned. And though I know that one day I will lose all this, I surely don’t want to put it at stake in a fit of anger on a tobacco-chewing man who is drunk on cheap liquor and is too eager to pick a fight (with due respect to his reasons to do so).
I mean…it’s just not…proportionate.
Well! Don’t pick fights when you have nothing to gain or… much more to lose.