I F***ed Up – Never Trust a "Chill" Desi Uncle 😭💀

So bhai log, main 17M, ek badi wali f*** up kar diya. Scene kuch aisa hai ki mere ghar ke paas ek uncle hain jo hamesha chill vibes dete the. Matlab, kabhi-kabhi beer leke terrace pe baithe milte the, kabhi road pe bina helmet scooter udaate dikh jaate the. Ekdum “cool” uncle jo mummy-papa wale typical uncles se alag lagte the.

Ek din mujhe zaroorat thi ek ride ki because main late ho gaya tha apne tuition ke liye. Uber-book karne ka time nahi tha, aur auto wale bhaiya apni usual kidney-selling fare demand kar rahe the. Tabhi yeh chill uncle mile raste me, aur bole, “Aaja beta, chhod deta hoon.” Maine bhi socha, free ride hai, le lete hain.

Bhai, mistake number ONE.

Uncle ne jaise hi scooty start ki, mujhe laga ki main Fast & Furious ke rejected stunt double ke saath baitha hoon. Gaadi aise chalai ja rahi thi jaise koi GTA ka NPC ho jisko bas 5-star wanted level milne wala ho. 😭 Red light? Ignore. Horn? Non-existent. Speed breaker? Bhai, wo toh ek illusion tha unke liye.

Uske baad, aayi sabse badi f*** up. Police uncle ne hume road pe roka. Aur guess what? Yeh mere wale uncle ke paas license nahi tha. Aur helmet bhi nahi. Aur scooty ka pollution check bhi expire ho chuka tha. 😐 Matlab, illegal activities ka Ekta Kapoor special episode chal raha tha.

Mujhse pucha, “Beta, tumhara kaunsa relation hai inse?” Maine bola, “Uncle hain bas, ride de rahe the.”

Police wale ne ekdum desi dad energy me bola, “Beta, tere parents ko bulayein?”

Bhai, meri atma turant body chhod ke upar jaane ko ready ho gayi. 🙃

Phir uncle bole, “Bas chhoti si galti ho gayi sir, jaane do.” Matlab bhai, TERRORISTS bhi aise request nahi karte jitna respectfully yeh uncle kar rahe the. 😂

Finally, uncle ka 2K ka challan kata, aur mujhe bola, “Beta agli baar apni scooty le lena.” Bhai, agli baar main cycle bhi chalana pasand karunga but kisi uncle ke saath baithne ka risk nahi loonga.

Moral of the story: Free rides ke chakkar me apni jaan mat daav pe lagao.