On a typical weekday last week.

I had a stressfull day in the office and after waiting the whole day for the clock to strike 5, I went back home, can’t barely wait to get some rest and spend time watching tv with the wife and kid.

But then getting into the last stretch of the road that leads to my home, the traffic jam seems endless. Cars were lining up bumper-to-bumper from the traffic lights to the round-about, that’s like 2KM. It was longer than usual, “probably there was an accident somewhere inside” i thought.

At the sametime I was also thinking why the hell didn’t I buy a car with an automatic gear. No other choice, I had to join in the queue.

Then…. there was a noise. It was the police siren. I look at my rear view mirror and saw some traffic police on bikes.


“Yeahhhh!” I exclaimed. I sang in my head Mighty Mouse’s cartoon tune “Heeerrrree they come to save the dayyyy”.
But the joy turned into despair just a few seconds later when it was just police escorts to someone big. A white big car was coming through. So all of the cars had to make way for this royal highness. It was like Moses separating the Red Sea. The police and the kingly people just breezed through like hot knife through butter.


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Then it was back for the lower caste people to wait another half hour or so to scrap through the road.

When I reached the round-about 30 minutes later, I saw the same car coming out of the Golf Club entrance. I guess the driver was asked to go home and fetch something cuz only the driver could be seen.

So that’s where they were going! To the GOLF COURSE. So apparently the sun was quickly setting in and our VIP here cannot miss his daily dose of swinging exercise. Hence the blazing siren and separation of cars.

*shit*