Pleasant surprises, like angel visits, are extremely rare … Not to say that such rare occurrences do not occur – they do. To prove it … let me recount what happened to me few days back. I mean it was so ticklish …. !
I was driving down from the Department of Culture office – intent on making it to the BNB – before they down shutters for the day.
As I veered off to the right of the Round-About below the BT office, the Traffic Copper keeping watch over the busy intersection flagged me down.
“Lobey Traffic, gachi beyi?”
The Copper stretched out his palms and asked:
“Your documents please ….”
“Document mey tey … ”
“You don’t have Blue Book …?”
“Nope …. while you and I were sleeping, the RGoB conspired behind our backs and quietly went digital iimbey … They no longer issue hard copies of documents…. Hehehehe. ”
“But I did renew it and it is valid. I can’t remember if a Money Receipt was issued … and if it was … I don’t know where it is. But you can punch in my CID and I am sure the record will show up”
“Anyway …. What did I do wrong? What is my offence …?”
“You made an Illegal Lane Change…”
“What??? Are you serious? I mean, you actually noticed that? Zaiiiii … you actually know that improper Lane Change is a violation of traffic rules??? And since when did that become an offence in this country?”
“What do you mean … ofcourse I know my rules … I am a Traffic Police. If you were intending to filter right, you should have been driving on the Right Lane …. But you were on the Left Lane and suddenly veered off to the Right …. That was illegal … and dangerous …. that is not allowed.”
“Lobey Traffic … I know the rules of the lanes …. I mean I have driven in few countries around the world where most of the roads are Multi-Lane Roads. The truth is that the fellow behind me was Tailgating me as if he was a suckling baby …. And he did not indicate in which direction he was headed … that is why I couldn’t dare filter to my rightful lane …. I deemed it unsafe and dangerous.”
“Well … I cannot accept that as an excuse to allow you to resort to dangerous driving …. I have to fine you for dangerous driving.”
“Lasso, lasso … I accept that what I did was wrong .. so I will pay…. But Lobey you have to also accept that there are bound to be situations when common sense must override rules – I think it is important that we have to apply common sense – particularly when one is faced with an uncertain, potentially dangerous, situation.”
The Copper looked at me a little longer than necessary … he was clearly flustered …. Finally, he said;
“OK never mind …. I will let you go this time …. but please do not repeat this again”.
“Lasso Lasso … I will not la … Kadrinchey la.”
“But you know Lobey … I am hugely encouraged …. I mean you do know your rules … hehehehe.”
I suspect that the man saw sense in my uncommon, not-in-the-book logic … I think that is why he felt generous enough to let me go.
I did not want to push my luck at this time… but the next time I have another run-in into the Copper … or his lot, I do want to take up the issue of 90% of Bhutanese drivers paying scant attention to the Solid White Lines drawn at the Edges of Roads … including their confusion of the Hazard Lamp (sometimes called the Warning Light) for that of Parking Light (sometimes called the Sidelight). I get this feeling that road users (vehicle drivers) seem to have come to believe that as long as they keep flashing their Hazard Lamps, they can do no wrong - meaning they are clueless about certain traffic rules and road manners.




















