Encountered something extraordinary today on the way to my college for exam. I was struck in a boring traffic jam at Teku, KTM. The heat of the sun, the heat of the engines and the carbon monoxide air made it even worse. A remarkable rider appeared out of nowhere in his blue Bajaj Discover, in front of me and another rider. He wore a black leather jacket. With white cross in his jacket, I immediately guessed he was Cristian, but then I realized it was not cross but the plus sign ’+’. Below the sign, four line sentence in white read, “HE BECAME A MOTORCYCLE RIDER SO I WANTED TO BECAME A POET”.

It made me laugh. That was the most coolest words I’ve ever read. It made my day actually. I wanted to take the pic of his jacket but the traffic police blew his whistle, so all the traffic moved. But the above photo I found in the internet (and edited) is pretty close, but this jacket can not be half as cool as his leather jacket.

He sure must have felt cool on his leather jacket. Those words must have made perfect sense for him, but to me it sounded stupid. He must have feeling and insights attached to those words, but to me it barely made sense. He must have worked hard on those embroidery text too.

However, I got entertained.

[Now I wonder, something that makes sense to me might sound stupid to others.]