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The heroes have come home

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riding motorcycleThe heroes have come home. After spending the whole day and most part of the night on the Battlefields of the city the heroes have come home. Alas! What a pity! After such triumphant return no one to welcome them! No one to do the traditional Aarti, put tika on their forehead and say, Well done! my boy, you have made the family name roshan. Such is the state of today’s parents that they do not know the accomplishments of their children. When the city is humming with their exploits, the cops are also taking notice of it, the parents are sadly ignorant of their ward’s triumphs.
The streets of the city, the battlefield of these young soldiers is sadly reminiscing about the day’s events and waiting for a fresh bout of battle by these spunky youths. Come morning, and in will zoom the battle horses of the Heroes and will start a race with time. Speeding bikes, blaring horns, cutting red lights, zig zag moving through the lanes, challenging each other for a race, circling the distance between the two squares at 120km/hr – the excitement is equal to only that on a battlefield. Lesser beings murmur that these youths should show this courage on a real battle field. These unfortunate ones do not understand that each moment in everyone’s life is spent in constant battle. Why cry about this victorious display then?
Some criticize the films like Dhoom for this craze of the youths. Why this unjust criticism? After all these are the inspiring moments for the youths. Will their life be not too dull but for these speeding trysts with the city lanes? You say that battles are won on battlefields only. What a wrong notion! Every day a new battle is won, many lives spared – what if a few injuries are inflicted on some bystanders, what if a few lives lost in the process. After all everything is fair in love and war and this is a war game played by the lover of the speed.
The Government is very sensible about the whole thing and has very judiciously made wearing helmet a compulsory act for the two wheeler riders. After all what is a warrior without his battle gears? The kahavat ‘sir salamat to pagdi pachas’ is so aptly written for these mobike riders. After a crash you will lose only a helmet but your head will be safe for more future speeding expeditions. A broken hand or leg will only enhance battle marks of these champions. The battle scars only add to the charm and beauty of the war heroes
While all the traffic is waiting for the traffic light to turn green, these daredevils jump the red light and show an extraordinary display of courage. If the pillion rider is a girl friend then even the price of challenge of encountering a spoil sport cop is worth it. These cops have no sportsman spirit. Frequently barricades put by these cops stop the speeding journey of these youngsters. Why bring end to such fine acceleration in a lad’s life? What if they do not bring laurels for your city by not participating in the Olympics or Asiads? What if they are not Karthikeyan Narayan! Karthikeyan Narayan earns money from his racing. Our Heroes do it only for sport’s sake. The ultimate destination of the PaanThela is no lesser goal in their life.
So dear ignorant parents next time your child comes home from making the city streets proud by his speeding mobike give him a Hero’s welcome. You are a proud parent of a Hero who has not only conquered fear but put fear in the minds of every other citizen of the city by his speeding actions. The Heroes have come home. Give them a warm welcome.

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