Digital dexterity

"What the *@#$ have I done?" What the *@#$ have I done?" "What the... what the..." I wouldn't stop muttering these words. Did I make the right choice? Have I done the right thing? 'Yes, I have', I assure myself. Of course, life is meant to be experienced. What is life without fun, experimentation, mistakes, falls and rise. "Did I say fun? Ha ha. I must be joking. It is definitely not fun to be the third passenger from left in the front of an autorickshaw while the fourth guy (to my right) is steering the wheels! I realised I was sitting slightly to the right of the middle portion where an autorickshaw driver is supposed to be seated. There was the humble, extremely abused, heavy duty Indian common man's public transport at its best.. again. I would have never imagined until few days back that it would be considered normal for four average sized men to sit in the front seat of an autorickshaw. I have to clarify that the scene is clearly different from that of a school student ferrying auto where a cute kid would be half sitting in front of the driver uncle and two bully kids would be at the sides waving exuberantly everytime their auto overtakes another school auto or van. It only added to my fascination to see the autodrivers communicating with the commuters by pointing their index finger in various directions! I loved the scene. Very quickly, I adapted to this new form of digitally dexterous communication.