Treasure Island

Hardik Vaidya

(26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

Safety is love


Safety is love.
Three riders actually 3 and a half,
On a two wheeler, the day of Holi.
Mom eyes filled with with the love blooming in her womb,
Dad proud of lovingly providing for all,
The Sonny boy in the front, face flooded with glee,
Hey dad look I am flying faster than you can see.
Either it was human infanticide saved,
God intervened and his poor heart must have raced,
Or perhaps the tyre commercials were indeed true,
They must have used the brands,
They not matter what stick to the road like glue.

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013

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During Holi drunken driving is unfortunately common, and I salute the bravado of this young family in either being so pious or being so great believers in the quality of their two wheeler tyres.

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