Even as the traffic regulatory authorities have been trying to maintaining traffic on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway, motorists seem to be running on their own whims and fancies.
Smooth talking offenders on Pune-Mumbai Expressway have a field day with cops
Even as the traffic regulatory authorities have been diligently trying to show some semblance of maintaining traffic on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway, motorists seem to be running on their own whims and fancies.
A half-day visit to the Expressway on Sunday revealed the various moods of motorists caught by the cops for violation of traffic rules. In most cases, they managed to match the cops’ verbal volley of legal jargon. Though the day was marked with many incidents of sassy offenders giving cops the lip, two in particular stood out, glibly.
Around noon, the officials stopped a high-end black Mercedes that was going above 120 km per hour, well above the permissible 80 kmph limit. The moment officials confronted the car’s uniformed driver, a well-dressed middle-aged woman coolly asked the officer what the amount she had to pay as fine was. The cops told her that the penalty was Rs500. She took out two crisp notes of Rs500 denomination and handed them over to the officer. She said, ‘One note for this offence, the second is for the next one which I will be committing after you let me go.”
While the cop was writing down the receipt, the lady in the back seat lowered the window glass and said, “By the way, I did not buy this Mercedes to drive at 80 kmph on the super Expressway.” In a flash, the Mercedes was out of sight, roaring down the road to Pune at a high speed.
Even as the bewildered cops were busy discussing the woman’s attitude, another group of officers stopped a Skoda Octavia, which apparently was going at 150 kmph. A tall, young man came out of the silver car and wanted to know the reason for him being stopped. On being told that he was speeding, the man burst into a hearty laughter. “High speed, are you kidding me? I am from the United States. Over there, we drive at 120 mile per hour. Your 150 km per hour is nothing compared to that,” he bellowed.
“You construct a good road. You want people to reach their destination in faster and you charge money to provide that facility. You make world-class roads, but you want them to be used as kuccha roads,” he said, and started laughing again. The bewildered officials, not sure whether he was praising them or if it was a left-handed compliment, fined him and let him go.
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