Being a teenager in India, back in the 1980s, was a time of fun and freedom; without mobile phones, the internet, and memes. For me, what was also missing was a driving license. That, however, did not stop me from taking my dad's scooter for a spin on weekends. On a typical wet monsoon day in Bombay (as it was called then), the long, wet arms of the law caught up with me.