I am driving,

I can’t believe I am actually racing;

I know I shouldn’t over speed,

But what other way would I lead.

I am zooming past all the other cars,

Only 2 – 3 cars are afar;

I don’t know how it would end,

Just trying to make the 2 ends blend.

I can hear my husband saying,

You can do it because you have that zing;

I wonder if that is even the case,

As now I have a cop in this chase.

He is in his bike,

And I am in my convertible Lamborghini;

He is trying to bring the speed in control,

As I am the culprit for the entire furor.

My mind isn’t working,

Whether to stop or go on continuing;

I choose the latter,

And begin to see the cop way farther.

I continue zipping across the curvy terrain,

And driving for long has now become a pain;

But soon it will be all over,

When I will emerge a winner.

It all started for fun,

Now took a sad turn;

When I drove past a car,

Completely destroyed in fire.

Aha! I come to the end point,

Somehow am little disappointed;

Simply to find with dismay,

But it was indeed a genuine fray.

I lost by a few seconds,

And the winner took away all the compliments;

I am left here to ponder,

If this video game itself was the cheater.

I lost the bet too,

Sadly, empty handed, walk out the video game parlor door;

But with a satisfaction that makes me feel better,

That sitting here I just zipped through the life’s speedometer.