The Traffic signals have been unavoidable necessities of our lives. Our pleasures and pain, more than once are depended on them in our daily existence. Its probably one of the few places where the green outscores red as our fav. color….. and now talking about color green, with all the trees making a disappearing act, the signal seems to be the only place we could enjoy watching it…..
With most of our daily life being spent on TV commercials and traffic signals, survival of the fittest depends on how well we cope up living with them. The former to a certain extent is avoidable, but the latter???….. hmmm… not until you shift ur base to Timbuktu….. …well to be fair to the human brain…. It does has created quite a few “weapons” to fight this ‘battle of survival’ with the likes of ipods, FM radios, cell phones invading the market. But there still seem to be quite a few excited souls, throwing around their rage and horns, trying to make their intentions very clear of their only purpose in life --- ‘not to get caught by the Red virus’. Well wouldn’t want to blame them, after all time is measured in seconds only at the Olympic sprints and traffic signals.
The traffic signal just amazes me, with its capacity to change emotions at an instant. It has been a great teacher of patience, giving us enough time to look around the new corners which we haven’t and the faces which we wouldn’t ….. The Faces…. more importantly… as they give us a window to the immense experience each of them have lived with…..
The phrase “Traffic signal”, which combines the colored bright lights of red, amber & green, takes me back to my kinder garden days where I first heard of them as a rhyme followed by its visual impact at the nearest street as explained by my dad along with that humming rhyme……That particular signal has probably been the only signal which has formed a pic in my memory……… though the times changed along with the lips that sang the rhyme ….. from myself n friends to……. younger siblings n cousins to….. nephews n nieces…… but that particular “pic” has still been unchanged………. and so was that signal….. until Now…where the canopy of gulmohar trees covering that wonderful street where this signal stood were uprooted along with a piece of earth to give way to a concrete under pass….and now why would anybody need a traffic signal when there’s a flyover????? Well someone does…. Jus as a memory……..
With most of our daily life being spent on TV commercials and traffic signals, survival of the fittest depends on how well we cope up living with them. The former to a certain extent is avoidable, but the latter???….. hmmm… not until you shift ur base to Timbuktu….. …well to be fair to the human brain…. It does has created quite a few “weapons” to fight this ‘battle of survival’ with the likes of ipods, FM radios, cell phones invading the market. But there still seem to be quite a few excited souls, throwing around their rage and horns, trying to make their intentions very clear of their only purpose in life --- ‘not to get caught by the Red virus’. Well wouldn’t want to blame them, after all time is measured in seconds only at the Olympic sprints and traffic signals.
The traffic signal just amazes me, with its capacity to change emotions at an instant. It has been a great teacher of patience, giving us enough time to look around the new corners which we haven’t and the faces which we wouldn’t ….. The Faces…. more importantly… as they give us a window to the immense experience each of them have lived with…..
The phrase “Traffic signal”, which combines the colored bright lights of red, amber & green, takes me back to my kinder garden days where I first heard of them as a rhyme followed by its visual impact at the nearest street as explained by my dad along with that humming rhyme……That particular signal has probably been the only signal which has formed a pic in my memory……… though the times changed along with the lips that sang the rhyme ….. from myself n friends to……. younger siblings n cousins to….. nephews n nieces…… but that particular “pic” has still been unchanged………. and so was that signal….. until Now…where the canopy of gulmohar trees covering that wonderful street where this signal stood were uprooted along with a piece of earth to give way to a concrete under pass….and now why would anybody need a traffic signal when there’s a flyover????? Well someone does…. Jus as a memory……..
