Aashiquon ke dushman hazaar

While coming for my lab duty today chose the scooty to feel the cool breeze past my face, this time ‘Raja paga’ been preponed for the good. I like scooty rides for many reasons, one of them is one can watch many trivial incidents happening around without the fear of bumping unto someone. One such thing happened before my eyes…a boy and a girl travelling in their respective two-wheelers rode side by side talking to each other. Thanks to the wide roads of Bhubaneswar and not so crowded Sunday afternoon, they allowed at least another 3 vehicle space to their right. One can guess them as old pals, simple acquaintances, colleagues, even brother and sister, but the first thing comes to people’s minds is they are lovers. AUR ASHIQUON KE DUSHMAN HAZAAR… Behind them me and another bike traversed. When I overtook them easily and had still more space on to my right, the biker alongside me was adamant to breach the front couple’s talking bridge. Finally he was successful in breaching their bondage…Couldn’t stop laughing 😂…why the man behind couldn’t tolerate the couple talking a while…is it moral policing or sheer jealousy…something else noticed too…more after I authenticate all my reports 😊