Me : ARGH... What torture is this....
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With the sound ~~Calcutta, I am a taxi driver in Calcutta~~ playing on and on like a broken record, I sat helplessly in the taxi looking at the meaningless lights passing by.
Me: I am going to die right?
Cab: Cik Adik, jangan takut, selama 30 tahun saya memandu tak pernah ada orang mati semasa saya memandu. Tak pernah juga ada orang komplain saya mandu merbahaya oh.
Me: Wah tak percaya...
Cab : Tak percaya. Cik adik boleh call saya punya syarikat oh. Record saya baik.. Employee for the year ok. Tak percaya you call. Itu syarikat 8 11 kat Old Klang Road you tau kan. I kerja sana 29 tahun oh.
Me: Huh.. 8 -11 at Old Klang Road... OMG... Encik itu, kedai keranda wo.
Cab : Ye ler, dulu saya pandu kereta keranda. Bagus record...
Me: I am gonna die... I am tooo young to die....!!!
And just like that, there was a flash of bright light and we are out of the tunnel and road turned bumpy. The sudden glared had me and cabbie squinting. No good news..
Cab: Ah silau.....!!!! *bump bump bump*
Me : Ah..'kau meng' ar.. !!!*bump bump bump*
Skid*** Tyre screech*** skid 360 degree*** brakes... STOP!!!
Me : *turn head* move fingers* move toes* .. OH I'M ALIVE....!!! ALIVE ALIVE
Cab: Huh............
Me: Encik you ok? encik...? *touch encik's shoulders*
Cab: Ar...... *turn around*
Me: HOLY COW..................AH FATT, what are you doing here...?
Cab: Why........?
TBC....
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