Final Destination 4 - Part 1

I was at the Nungambakkam signal waiting for the damn thing to change to green. It was a very hot day, as always.

This signal that leads to Gemini flyover on the right and Taj Coromandel on the left, is one of those 'well planned' signals of Chennai. The road is as narrow as it can be en route to Nungambakkam from Kodambakkam and the signal time for green is very little. So ultimately, you can picture this - a huge crowd of frustrated, sweaty people caught in traffic with their respective rides pointing in all directions, who end up standing at the same signal at least thrice if the traffic is high on that god forsaken day. Today, we were held up on this particular side of the road because the other side was being freed to let one of our hard-working, righteous ministers pass by.

I, like every sincere and proud Indian, was cursing, first the traffic policeman for doing such a lousy job on someone else's lousy orders over a lousy walkie-talkie that never seemed to work in case of emergencies. Then my focus turned to the government to have let such useless designs be approved that there was not enough space on such a high-traffic road. Finally, the guy with the black t-shirt two bikes in front of me. For no apparent reason, actually. I just didn't like the way he looked.

Then, all of a sudden, i saw him.

Hrithik Roshan on a bright yellow Honda Karizma. I couldn't believe my eyes! I found it difficult to breathe! Well, it was partly because I was trying to yank out my tightly fastened helmet to get a clear view. For heaven's sake. It was THE HRITHIK ROSHAN!

These are the times when God decides to make you realise the value of friends when they are not around. Freakin' people, they won't believe me if I said I saw Hrithik Roshan. They would bring it down to one more of my day-dreaming fiascos.

Before I could find my voice to shout out his name, I saw a purple Honda Pleasure come right behind Hrithik's bike. Oh my gosh! Hold it. Is that Priyanka Chopra?!! Both my idols in a day, right in front of my eyes? Can the heavens be so kind?! I had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. She was wearing a beautiful pink salwar kameez, it's purple chiffon dupatta gaily flying in the breeze. Man, I didn't notice the weather cooling down and a breeze picking up. It's certainly true that everything works their way when it comes to celebrities.

Dhak Dhak Go started playing in my head. Without realising it, I started humming the track. Probably a shooting was going on for Hero Honda, I thought. Move over, Mr. Minister. You stand no chance in fornt of our 'Filimi Ishtars' however good you may be.

I was just hunting for my phone from my bag to call Ramya to tell her about my awesome luck when I heard a loud crash. The next thing I knew, Priyanka and Hrithik were lying in a heap, a car rammed right into them from behind, a tempo truck hit them right in the centre and an auto was standing tilted atop this whole bloody mess, its driver peeping out from his seat with a helpless look on his face.

Gulp.