The Rotten Egg

Adrian de la Cruz for The Rotten Egg


2nd June, 2010

Reporting from,

Mumbai, India.



The second day of June has brought joy into the lives of millions of Bombayites, except those unfortunate enough to be asleep and those living on pavements and in general those without a roof over their heads and also those zipping along on their two-wheelers.

The heavens have finally opened up, hopefully putting an end to a torrid summer. As usual, new temperature records were set, more people died while trying newer and crazier methods to escape the heat than as a direct result of the heat wave.

For twenty minutes, starting at eight past midnight, a collective sigh ensued from most homes where inhabitants weren’t already screaming themselves hoarse. The arrival of the first shower of the season is an event that can be compared only to the city’s favourite son Sachin Tendulkar (no, I don’t like him) scoring yet another double century.

But it didn’t turn out to be a great night for a lone biker chugging down a deserted street. One minute he was humming to himself, apparently unaware that his front wheel has lost the battle against the slick concrete surface, the next he had his bike pinned on top of him as he slid some ten feet, helmet bumping repeatedly against stones, ruining his white shirt and bruising his knee in the process. All this was accompanied by a long sharp squeal and a dull thud.

He lay motionless for the next couple of seconds and just as this reporter was debating whether or not to go see if he was okay, he stirred, shook his head (stupid thing to do as the helmet banged the concrete) and pushed the bike off of him. He narrowly missed getting run over by a speeding car and after ensuring he wasn’t badly hurt, he sped off.

All in all, a miraculous escape for a man that could have so easily crashed into a pack of hysterical dogs that take to the streets at that hour or have bumped his head against one of many huge flower pots lining the pavement.



TRE advises motorists to exercise caution while taking off on their machines in the monsoon and to avoid hitting old ladies crossing the street, unless it’s on Road Rash.

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