Mechanical Life

I was riding my motorcycle this morning towards office. I noticed green signal and was rushing to cross as I saw a Maruti 800 in front slowly crossing from my right to left while I was going straight. And somehow the slow movement of this maruti made me think that the person beind the wheel must be an old man. That thought enraged me and made feel "Oh damn these old men". There was a bigger vehicle behind me honking and putting that "pressure" which made me even more mad at the driver and as I went past the car I noticed that I was right. It was an old man who was oblivious to the whole thing. He gave me that "Wtf do these men still drive and take our lives out??!!" feeling. "Otha uyir edukarudhukinne varaanunga!!!" All this happened in a fraction of a second. Now the important thing is I was not speeding and I could've controlled my bike which I did. But right after the thought I felt very bad. I drew parallels on how we buckle under pressur...