bahraini traffic jams in short stories
Published by hasan October 5th, 2007 in Bahrain.This isn’t really a complete entry. I wrote this a day before I left Bahrain but I didn’t feel like posting it (yes, I made it back to Tokyo in one piece). Anyways, more to come.. soon!
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Today, the beggar outside the office H.’s mother works in was dragging his left leg, creating the image of him limping steeply to the left. H. was disappointed in him over this because the beggar usually drags his right leg instead, and figured that the beggar has probably been pulling everyone’s legs for quite a while now (no pun intended). Needless to say, the beggar did not make a profit off H.’s pity today or ever again.
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Stuck in a traffic jam - don’t all traffic jams seem to be the extension of the same thing? - H. had no option but to switch on the radio (The latest Yo-Yo Ma CD he picked just wasn’t doing it for him anymore - not that he makes it a habit to pick up Yo-Yo Ma CDs and listen to them in the car). The radio announced in a very FM-tone that it was time for the horoscope segment:
-Taurus: You will have to make a choice between being an idealist or being pragmatic. You will have an enlightening day.
H. thought about this for a while greyly and stumbled upon an epiphany for the day. “Forget it,” said H. as he kicked the radio shut.
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H. honked his car horn to bring the driver in front of him (falling asleep at the wheel) to realize that he was steering off road and headed into a side rail.
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A little girl in a car to the right of H.’s pulled a face at him. He retaliated with an equally scary face. The girl cried. Confused, H. drove away from the car with the crying girl as soon as he could.
obviously the protagonist listened to radio bahrain at the wrong time of the day. I would recommend Wednesday and Saturday 9-midnight as well as Tuesday 6pm-9pm
no crying girl would ever be left behind, if only people in Bahrain listened to The Brownside
so be it - thanks for the tip. i’ll let H. know next to i get a chance to talk to him
Glad to hear you’re home (one of your homes). Looking forward to more stories.
(Meant to say, ‘glad to hear you’re home safely’…)
wow, you must spend a lot of time focusing on those beggars. but good observation, really.
and how did you end up “kicking” the radio shut while in the car?
ammaro - thanks for the stop-by. As for the kick, it was a front thrust-kick with my right leg
Funny what Radio Bahrain could make you do.