An auto was parked next to the shop, by the side.
There came a car, a sedan, driven by a chauffer, with a lady inside.
He parked outside the shop, next to the auto, on the road. He went in, leaving the car with the lady inside.
He bought a few things, but forgot a few others. He came out and asked the lady what else she needed. She told him her grocery list. He went back in to do her bidding. So what if the road was narrow and one side of the road completely blocked?
"There is an auto parked by the shop, that's why my driver had to park on the road," she reasoned.
"Oho, poor thing! Do you realise you can park ahead, on a side?" asked one bystander.
"Mind your business," said the lady.
The driver, coming out, his hands full of things, glared. "There is enough road on the side for your bike to pass," he pointed out.
And the charioteer drove his queen away, unmindful of the disturbance he caused. This reminded me of the Panchatantra tale of two goats crossing a bridge and dying because they wouldn't give the other way.
