strEEt FIghtS....

Street fights are an imperative part of each and every Indian street. Street fighters consider themselves them nothing less than a Muhammad Ali or The Great Khali and are found in every nooks and corner of our country be it a colony of distinguished elite class or a JJ colony (jhuggi jhopri colony to be precise). The only difference being the level of abuses they use, for e.g. an elite street fighter would use words such as Hooligan, vagabond, rascal, scoundrel or bastard while at the same time a JJ colony guy would be making serious threats to rape the other guy’s mother or sister in front of everybody as if giving them a invitation to this noble cause and transform this sole performance into a gang bang.  

Now the most peculiar thing about these street fights is the amount of audience they can gather in such a short period of time without giving any prior notice to the people. These people (the audience) just stop by to rejuvenate themselves by seeing a hulk kind of a guy thrash other one whose heavily in blood. The audience consists of a hive of people who have either had a hard day in office, or are screwed and depressed because of inflation, are sufferers of insomnia because they are still single and in a grave need of a girlfriend, have badly messed up their married life or are just loafers.

Well, I happen to see one of such street fights while en-route to my coaching classes. The reason for the clash was an accident between two motor-cycles both of whose drivers were either drunk or maniacs (as I got to know). What followed was almost predictable, with each man trying to threaten the other by telling him how much people he can gather in just one call (well that even I can do it with just a text to all my friends stating “girls roaming nude in this area :P); then getting hold of each others collars succeeded by fist fight then finally ending with the intervening of a guy double their size who could get hold of both of them in at a time. I was most amazed when both these blokes called a guy each who they thought would help them beat the other bloke blue black, but what happened actually was that those “bhade k tattu” came out to be friends and somehow tried to patch up the things between them. Well this left me wondering the shortage of these big hulk like blokes in our society and “gunda gurdi” as a career option (obviously not for me, as me as a goon would look like a matchstick making claims of burning down an ocean to ashes) for such muscled Salman Khan kind of people after bollywood :P.

I would like to finally conclude by saying that these street fights apart from showing the idleness of people in our country who could waste hours of their life in watching such clashes also highlights the short sightedness and hot tempered mind of our youth who every time want to settle claims by showing their physical and financial strength and not simply by talking the matter through.