The Long Drive Home


We love conversation. The ability to just sit and talk. About life, about anything, about everything. Under the moon, with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and reflect upon what’s really important in life.

Because conversation is food for the soul and if you’re brave enough to start one, on the other side lies peace. Knowledge. An answer, delivered.

There are definitely answers that only the cab drivers of a city can give us.

Oni, a gabby cabbie, drives Safia home from a faraway workplace. A long day at work is trailed by a long drive home through which deep, rich, authentic, pertinent, stimulating, intellectual, controversial, spiritual, philosophical conversation flows, stirring mind and soul.
And just like that, the drive home isn’t long anymore.


Safia: Do you have a daughter, Oni? Oni: Not yet I don’t. But I hope to, someday. Why’d you ask? Safia: When you have her, will...


Safia: I’m ready. In fact, I can’t wait. Oni: What for? Home? We ARE on our way. Safia: For a Uniform Civil Code, Oni! India’s waiting...


Safia: And the day has come when the risk to remain tight in a bud is more painful than the risk it will take...


The radio’s pelting out an Alicia Keys rendition titled “We Are Here”. Oni lets his fingers drum along on the wheel. Safia’s heard this...