A Bizarrely Hilarious Moment

Before I begin let me just wind up my laughter... Okay, I'm set. Now this wasn't too long ago, four days to be precise and still when I think of it I laugh till I flood my eyes with tears. Yeah, it was THAT hilarious!

So my two cousins, Sadat and Humza, and I were going to our Aunt's place for dinner. And since it was night-time and bitter cold, I had to save the pair from freezing to death by opting to drive the bike. Here’s the scenario. I was driving; Humza was in the middle and Sadat at the back. The deal was that my Aunt had recently moved into this new house and neither Humza nor I had been there. So that left out Sadat who knew the way, and not very well I tell you (you'll find out why in a moment).

Three people riding on one motorbike is illegal here and going from one Cantonment area to another didn't really help either. Not to mention the two were practically miles apart and getting there at night was a tough task as the highway was under-construction. So every time I had a chance to go there, I'd be surprised by a new road and wouldn't know which one to choose. The same happened that day. Sadat faintly remembered the way and the night time coupled with the new roads blurred his remembrance further.

After nearly an hour of going back and forth and switching lanes, we finally managed to get onto the right road and managed to enter Phase 8 of the Defense Cantonment area (where my aunt lives). Sadat has always been more of a self-conscious bloke. He's always nervous going out in public without triple checking what he's wearing and how he's looking. And this time was no different.

My aunt had invited a 'respectable' family too and Sadat thought that if they saw us three on one bike, It'd ruin our first impression on them. So he told me to stop the bike before we reach the house and he'll walk. Fair enough. But I was going to bug him and not stop the bike but at the front gate. He kept reminding me, and when the house was only a few meters away he shouted, "Ramish stop the bike, Stop it already!” And no he wasn't angry, just very very terrified of anyone catching a glimpse of us three.

A few seconds later the handle of my bike vibrated terribly but I managed to control it and moments later I heard Humza burst into a gigantic heap of laughter. He caught hold of me while still howling and trying to regain his breath and said "Sadat jumped off!" and continued laughing maniacally.

Disbelief overtook me and I didn't know whether to laugh or go back and check if he was alright. I punched the brakes in hard and looked back. There he was, sitting on the hard gravel-lain ground and I couldn't help but laugh hysterically too. Humza and I were exploding our diaphragms with hard chuckles and Sadat was still on the floor a few feet away.

Ignition off, and we ran towards him whilst still trying manage our merriment. He was in some pain and that was even funnier. Humza and I just lost it. We held onto each other just so that we don’t fall down laughing. That’s when Sadat said, “I don’t know whether to swear at you two for laughing, or at myself for jumping”. Soon he got up and we came to know that although his injuries were minor but were hurting a lot! I was going around 50 km/hr at the time he jumped so he must’ve had a bad fall. Turned out, if it wasn't for the seat support at the back, he would have made a ‘perfect’ landing. Or so he claims.

Later, everyone at my Aunt’s house found out about this incident but there was one question that Humza and I constantly wondered about (and still do) i.e. “What in God’s name was going on inside his head when he jumped?” This was a first for all of us. Oh and I didn’t go unpunished either. The next two days I had to feed Sadat as his hands were bruised and cut.


So yes, in the end we all learned a lesson. Sadat now knows that jumping from a speeding bike will hurt him. I learned to listen to Sadat when riding a bike or else he'll just end up doing something really stupid and I'll have to, somehow, feed him for the next two days. And as for Humza, well.. He can do without a lesson.