TRAFFIC JAMS Driving in any Indian city is an unforgettable phantasmagorical experience a nightmare created by the hoots, shrieks and beeps of the streets. It’s a sequence of maddening, noise polluting and lethal experience for any westerner whose B.P. is bound to shoot up. Gupta and Nina Martyris wrote “India has many, religions, languages, and castes but they way they drive and behave, they must be having the same god who is a common driving instructor and orchestrates the traffic. No way is it possible for the pedestrians, animals and vehicles to navigate without a scratch. Holy cows nonchalantly flicking their tails at busy junctions, dogs darting between speeding cars, beggars at red lights, withered women crossing with toddlers, a religious procession with drummers and music, images like a dream unfolding in broad daylight traffic. Novelist David Mitchell from quiet Worcestershire wrote while he was trying to cross the road in between,cows, elephants and cars were jostling for space . These people have got something we have lost. Our western traffic rules, neat roads and sanitation make life easy, but come at a cost. The cost is what I felt here; there is velocity and density of life that is oxygenating which is lost in the west.
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 13:05:19 +0000
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