When I meet God

When i was 5
ma grandma told me, like every grandma
* dont  ever/ never/ forever eat non veg on tuesdays.(day of  god hanuman)
then ma mom, dad, uncle , aunty, maid aur uski maa.. everyone !!!
that was long time ago
now i was eating eggs(just eggs) ,almost everyday(esp, tuesdays) from last 12 months
Just another tuesday.
we decide to eat "the" chicken.

kuch pal beetae

we ol are lookin at some old police offcier(strugglign with his sex life)
asking us to pay rs.100 next week at police station.
we voilated rule (tripling)
i went home (5km walking )
picked ma scooter.

kuch aur palo k baad

another policeman with same grin  lookin at me .
this time we viloated rule no.  (no helmets).
but he decided to free us bz he thought i was cryin.(aaan? )


beet gaye phir kuch aur pal.
after that
either every officer of police deparment came  on duty!!
bz chickens complaint against us ??
or may be mokeys (die hard follower of god hanuman) were playing fancy dress with us?
ol i could see was police
on everystreet and on way of every chicken corner i knew.
after driving nowhere for half an hour,
we came home holding  icecream in our hands
uff!! buff!!!  puf!!!
 what happened that day?
( ol we want ,is to eat some chicken)
was it some sign?
some sign from god  hanuman himself?
or probably i should knew abou some more chicken corners.
 i dont know, what was it?
but i dont eat eggs/chicken on tuesday(esp) from then.