How I Got My First Ticket

Sometimes we dont pay attention to that subtle voice that talks inside us. We brush it off or don't even let it become a stronger notion. That is what happened today evening as I held my friend's scooty and accelerated it out of my apartment complex. Once I was out of the concrete shade, I got busy concentrating on the road traffic and chatting away with my friend once in a while.

When we reached the main road, at less than 100m distance, we saw two traffic police officers. One of them waved his hand, telling me to get off the road. I heard my friend moan as I slowed down and parked the two-wheeler. I went through my mind, reminding myself, that I carried my wallet with me (luckily) and so can show him my license if asked for. I was riding my friend's scooty though, so wondered if she had all papers ready.

My friend, then slowly whispered in my ears that I was not wearing a helmet.

Did I have an intuition or what before I left my apartment! I thought I should ask my friend for the helmet but then brushed it off. :-) But hey its my first ticket. Gotta save it.