Getting the nod
by Daniel Roy Connelly

Straight through a red light, clip a beedi seller on the kerb with my wing mirror, pull out way too soon onto Colaba Causeway, horns everywhere, cows everywhere, indicate incorrectly then turn left instead of right at the Mahatma Gandhi fountain, stall on several technical points, examiner not happy.

Nod backwards at a bottle of Black Label boxed and wrapped on the rear seat of the Escort, all smiles, told to drive expressly every day so as to improve, pink chitty, copied 7-fold, in my hand, congratulations, sir, you are now legal on the roads of India.

PHOTO:Colaba Causeway market” (Mumbai, India) found at

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: “Getting the nod” — a tiddler — forms part of an absurdist memoir I am writing. It isn’t about learning, but test day. It came very quickly in response to seeing the prompt, though it is something I have wanted down in writing for years. That’s the beauty of themed anthologies.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Daniel Roy Connelly was the winner of the 2014 Fermoy Poetry Prize and the 2015 Cuirt Prize for New Writing. He has been published by Magma, The North, Acumen, B O D Y (amongst others) and is forthcoming on Uncle Vanya in Critical Survey. He is a professor of English, theatre and creative writing in Rome. Visit him at