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Instinct - An Exception or Deception



    


Today morning i were in my car driving down to some place for some work and Delhi rained good. When i say good, it stormed and the streets got water logged. Well it happens when ever it rains in Delhi. Forget Delhi, it happens in the biggest and the most developed of nations. So hey, i am not complaining. I am here to talk of something else. I usually keep my cars updated performance wise. I don't mind the seat covers being dirty, a pack of wafers or crunchy lying in some corner. Blame it on me or the men, we like our rooms shabby, so our cars. At least i do.

But this beautiful morning, in the middle of a jam packed street , one of my car's wipers breaks creating a mess. I tend to avoid it and then another surprise, the engine heats up. I see smoke coming out of the bonnet and i don't know what to do. I start hoping for the best that could happen. And the best that could possibly happen is, when the car breaks down(God forbid if it does) it should be at the corner of the street. I am not comfortable enough with handling the embarrassment of directing the traffic sideways standing at the back of my car, facing the angry looks of those on the street. So, i look at the steering wheel and talk to the car(so what if it sounds foolish, i did that). I talk what! i say "Dude, don't do this. You know i love you". And then i find a U turn back to my home and i find the whole road cleared up. I am driving on the side of the street with a consistent speed of 10 km/h sheepishly. Trust me, i am not used to this. 

All this while the bonnet shows the smoke erupting out of the bonnet and the rain smashing the car. If there had to be any song, that could do justice to the situation, it would be "Smoke On The Water" .

Finally, i reach home and look at the steering wheel to talk again( i know!!). I say, "Thank You Bro. You're the one this morning". Not to forget, thank the lord and i move to my room in the lap of spoiling luxury. If not luxury, call it convenience.

 Have you ever felt a bond between you and the things you own. A feeling that your things love you. Things you own, go much beyond the definitions of ownership and possession. They relate themselves to you and belong to you. There is no voice that comes from these things talking to you. It is just instinct, Human Instinct. 

 And that is a lot to believe, a lot to be convinced.








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