Pure serendipity

Sitting behind on the pinion seat while on a road trip leaves you with a lot of time to think about things, a lot many things. Things like the mental trip you go on each time you breathe in more than your lungs can hold, the reason the rain decided to bestow its grace on you, the reason why she looks at you on moment, and then away, almost as if she's teasing you with everything tantalizing. Things like why does the exhaust pipe on all buses and trucks, and pretty much every vehicle in sight open/point to the right side?

Most of us see the last one, the exhaust pipe each day, every day, and never wonder for a single moment, why it is the way it is. Either that, or I am the last person to not have not known the reason for the right hand sided exhaust pipes.

Now, I haven't done any big award winning research on the reason for why the exhaust pipes are the way they are. But as per my brilliant hypothesis, the exhaust pipes on almost all vehicles point to the right because..... the footpath is on the left side. The explanation sounds so obvious. Doesn't it? I mean, why on the planet should the exhaust pipe point to the left when there are people walking on the left side? Damn! It is so humbling to understand how designers had taken care of pedestrians while making their machines. Don't blow smoke onto the pedestrians. Just direct the exhaust onto the other side. Simple! That's one thing. It is obviously needless to state that in countries following a left-hand-drive traffic system, the exhaust pipes will be facing towards the left. But then again, I just stated that as a matter of fact.

Here's something more! The song "Chal Chaiyya Chaiyya", written by none other than Gulzar, is an example of the lyricist's prowess, apart from his other great hits. For most of us, and myself, who happen to have heard and admired the song, more often than not, we have been enamored by the ring in the song's lyrics. "Chaiyya Chaiyya"... Almost sounds like a beautiful lady's Ghungroo when she's dancing in a trance of her own, like the world is dancing to her tune and rhythm. But the real meaning of the song, as luck would have it, is far from what I'd thought, or most of us have come to believe in, thus far. "Chal chaiyya chaiyya"... Walk in the shade...

The song is the most purest dedication to the woman you'd happily let go of your life for. 

Here's a few of the translated lines from the song

My lover is like a fragrance, sweet as the words in Urdu. 

Sometimes, she flirts like a flower, so fragrant that if you're lucky, you can see her scent.

She walks like the morning dew, and beneath her feet, heaven moves.

Sometimes amidst branches, then under fallen leaves, I look for her in thin air!

 

Have I had the fortune to meet this woman yet? I haven't a clue. Or maybe I do. But why spoil the fun, eh? For some reason, there are not many faces that turn up in my head when I hear this song. Frankly, there's only one that comes to mind. But here's the deal. This ain't even my own creation. So how dare I dedicate it to a gorgeous face my mind conjures up, when the words ain't mine? Only words. That's all this exercise of my admiration for a face amounts to. Just a heap of words. My only consolation is in the fact that the song that rings in my head now, is also a string of words, albeit an unimaginably beautiful string of words at that. And look at my fortune for having run into the real meaning of what I have only admired so far. Serendipity. That's what you call it.

Here's the song with translation.. "Chaiyya Chaiyya"