LOVE IN A BOMBAY CAB: A true story: In a city starved of space, freedom,and infested with moral police- cabs are one of the safest places where ppl love' on the go. Loverbirds, even married couples grab their share of 5 mins of 'romantik' moments...and it wasnt too unsual to see, that evening, a cab where we saw a couple pull each othr closer. I was on the bike with my art-director Bhushan, i just told him- hey look, there's some hanky panky going on in the cab ahead. It was bumper to bumper traffic and we were right behind the cab- and it was going to be that way for sometime. Suddenly what caught our attention was- the woman;s head was bobbing up and down every 2 mins...the idiotic voyeur in me- and the dirty mind that i am- i told bhushan- hey i think she is doing a Monika Lewinsky number- right therein the cab...see see see....even bhushan said- aiila- true man...luk how besharam ppl hav become- a bj right in the cab?? A few minuts pased..and we just about managed to overtake the cab- assuming that like all others around-we too are going to see them in a compromising position- Gosh. It wasnt. There was a small baby in the man's lap...and the woman- the mother....was baar baar...bending down and kissing the lil smilig innocent baby.....what we thought....and wat it turned out to be....
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