They say everything happens for a reason. I’m still looking. I drive at the limit. The guy behind me tries to live in my trunk, swings around, and gifts me one lonely finger. I tell myself it’s a pop quiz from Universe HR: “Can you breathe without swearing?” Then the speed camera mails me a fancy photo and a bill. It says I did 35 in a 30 while I was crawling like a saint. That camera is a life coach with a radar gun—believes in my “potential” and bills me for it. It does math like my uncle tips: 25% when it’s my card, “round to vibes” when it’s his.
I wash the car till it shines. A bird with sniper aim signs the hood in wet cursive. Reason found: keep pride biodegradable. Fine paid. Pride toasted. Wet wipes deployed. So what now—buy the camera a latte, send the bird a tiny diaper, or just carry napkins and call it personal growth?
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Reason not found, but comedy fully delivered. Hahahahaaa…loved this piece!
I always like your saying style Kalyana sundram sir. This witty and vivid reflection brilliantly turns everyday frustrations into humorous insights about patience, pride, and personal growth. It’s a clever reminder that life’s little setbacks often come wrapped in lessons, inviting us to respond with humility and a sense of humor.
Ravindra sir,
Your words read like the kind of feedback I want to frame and show the speed camera next time it catches me.
Thank you for finding sense, humor, and growth in my small tantrums!
Sometimes all we can do is laugh, pay the fine, and keep driving—with a little more humility… and a wet wipe in the glove box.
Kalyanasundaram—this one made me laugh out loud. The road rage, the speed camera, the bird dropping—it is all so ordinary, and you caught it in such a clear way. What works is how you do not reach for big meaning, you just let the moment stand there, slightly ridiculous, slightly unfair, and true.
I like how you keep the tone light but do not hide the irritation. That balance is hard to hit. The humor lands because we have all been there—sworn at, fined, and splattered on the same day.
You say you are not a writer, but this is writing. Clean, honest, and funny. Thanks for posting.
—Dean
Haha Dean, your comment made me smile more than my washed car (pre-bird attack, of course).
I didn’t expect anyone to read this and nod along like “yeah, same here… fined, flipped off, and splattered—check.”
Glad to know I’m not the only one who got cosmic pop quizzes on the road.
Thanks for reading and for putting your words together so kindly. I’ll save this one for the next time a camera believes in me too much.