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This is dedicated to the bus driver, who was the reason and motivation behind this blog. I started my journey in this bus called “AmrutYog” from Goa. In less than 2 minutes, the driver showed that he possessed supernatural skills.
Driver background :
- Did all his driving lessons on hair pin bend roads, got a “C” when he passed out.
- The only letters he can read are C, O, S and U, coz the rest are not “totally” curves.
- Always won long distance marathons, the ones where he could run in circles.
- Had never seen a straight road till date.
So this driver totally freaked out when he saw the highway. Instead of going at 80kmph on a straight road, he hit 90’s and was going like a snake. He went into the farms and the forests, even picked up a couple of cows and tigers on the way. In an hour he had half the passengers tossed out of the bus.
At this point, I went to the driver and asked, “Abe gaadi chala raha hai ki desh? “
This is when we reached this great holy place of Peshabad. It’s around a km stretch where it totally smells like pee and this is where our driver decided to have dinner.
Peshabad background :
Also referred to as Peshab-abad in some of the articles, this place is of great historic importance. It’s said that when Vasco da gama visited India in 1498, he first stopped at this place to take a leak. From then till 1532, Vasco and his folks frequently visited this place just to pee. The soil is naturally rich with NPK, Nitrogen, Peshab and Potassium.
1532 – Babar’s entry:
Babar was a dingry. He was the king of a small empire (around 4000 sq ft) and had a so called palace (1000 sq ft) with 2 wives, 2 ministers and 20 soldiers. The only problem was, Wo ba ko da aur da ko ba kehta tha. His actual name was Dadar.
He was a cat lover, rather a cat maniac. His nick name was “Cat Man Dooo”, also referred to as Kathmandu these days. One day he called his ministers and told them “Mujhe dilli chahiye, “He meant I want a cat”. But his ministers thought he wanted Delhi and his ministers marched to Delhi with 20 soldiers to capture Delhi. When they reached Chandni Chauk, the Maharaj of Delhi with his ministers had come to NIBM Chauk to letch at the Pune girls. The maharani of Delhi, frustrated by this act, decided to marry Babar and crowned him the new king of Delhi. A delirious Babar decided to marry the maharani at a BEACH. So they all marched to Goa. They could not marry at Calangute as planned, coz Calangute was owned by only one person, Basha. And it’s said that “SIRF DO logon ke BEACH mein shaadi ho sakti hai”. So they went to BAGA beach owned by Basha and Sasha and got married.
On their way back, Babar wanted to take a leak and he did that at this very place where Vasco and his folks used to. Babar although oblivious of the history of this place, said he got a different level of “SUKOON” while taking a leak there and named this place “PESHABABAD”.
He even had some of his folks build a statue of Babar taking a leak and carved on that that famous words, “Yahan peshab karna zaroori hai”. The same quote by which the Darna mana hai producer came up with the Darna zaroori hai title.
Babar had a simple philosophy, “Go to work to get paid, come back home and get laid”. He initially couldn’t have kids. But then frequent visits to PeshAbaad, made sure he was “Abaad”. Babar is confirmed to be our driver’s 17th ancestor.
From that day till date, this place is holy for all the peshabis. Even today, people sometimes visit this place just to take a leak. It’s said that a whopping 30,000 visitors come to this place of which 4500 are foreigners. Inspired by Telangana, the people here have not asked for a different state. They want a different country called Peshabad. They claim they can make enough money to survive just on the Visa charges. This place has around 200 citizens and 1 hospital. The hospital has only 1 room. It’s like the ICU, but they call it CPU (Concentrated Peshab unit). It’s said it stinks so bad here that sometimes even dead people get up and run when brought to this room.
When you call folks here and if they happen to be BUSY, it says, “The person you are trying to call is pissed off”. Please try later.
If you want Peshabad to get it’s own country, send “HAAN” to 57575.
Back to original story : Some people are said to have had dinner in this place and we got back to the bus to continue our journey. Around half of us were left (20 to be precise) and the “TOP” of the bus had flew off. The driver continued to take steep curves on straight roads at 100 kmph (his forte). People were tossed inside the bus and every 5 minutes I had a new person sitting next to me. More than 20 new faces and this is when I started wondering what was happening. I introduced myself to the passenger next to me, He said he was from some other bus and landed here when he was tossed from the other bus. Finally only 4 of us reached Pune, the driver, conductor, me and the bus. Of the other 19 from peshabad, 5 were found somewhere on the highway, 4 reached Satara, 4 reached jaipur, 4 reached the Jannat of India, Kashmir and 2 actually reached Jannat.
I am thankful to God to reach home safely. “God save the world from such maniac drivers”






