
People watching can be an engaging hobby.
I enjoy watching people and double-guessing their lives. I guess their names, their professions, their relationships and what not. It is like reading a book.
People on bikes are one of my favorite groups. We don't realize it, but in India the two-wheeler is as much a part of your family as your second cousin, if not more. Bajaj got it right.
You can chart out a person's personal and professional life by just looking at his bike -or roundabouts.
I enjoy double-guessing the relationship between the rider and the pillion-rider. If you haven't tried it yet, try it....you will surprise yourself :)
If there is a bag or some kind of object aiding a considerable distance between the rider and the pillion rider then the relationship would fall into any of the following categories:`just-friends' `employer-employee' `neighbors' `indifferent relationships'
If there is no distance between the two and there is no bag in between -well then they are courting each other, or at the least the boy and the girl are romantically interested in each other. If they are best friends there is still a sliver of distance between them.
If they are already in love and dating or in a serious relationship but not yet married -there is hardly any space for even a safety pin to lodge itself between the two.
If the woman holds the man around his waist but does not appear to be his second skin -then they have been married for sometime but still connected. If her hand is on his shoulder - she trusts him a little more than she would a casual friend or she's been married to him for sometime and they are slowly becoming roomies (that's not a good sign at all :)
If the woman has been married for a very very very long time to the man riding the bike - she holds onto the handle bar and pretends that he is not there.
oh I can go on and on.....every time I look at two people on a bike, it's like a short story waiting to be written.
Of course, I can be way off mark. But then who cares.
People watching is one of the most horrendous time-wasters one could ever indulge in, but it is so much fun and over the years I have stopped feeling guilty about my indulgence. It's like chicken-soup for the soul when caught in a traffic jam.
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