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ShareWhen there is rain, people's thoughts turn to rage and despair, albeit of the wet and weepy kind. But when there is no rain, then people's thoughts turn to even more rage and of the fiery kind. So, some random thoughts born of annoyance:
Why is it that no one in Mumbai knows how to drive anymore? No one can drive in a straight line so no one can stick to a lane. No one knows that when you want to turn right, you should not be waiting at the furthest left corner of the road so you have to cut across traffic moving straight to reach your destination.
No one knows that you are not obliged to drive with your left hand permanently pasted on the horn. No one knows that you have to stop at a red light. No one knows that you cannot change your mind about your destination in the middle of the road and turn your vehicle around just like that.
Why is it that when all this happens there's never a policeman around but newspapers keep writing about how more and more people are being caught for traffic offences?
Is there a way that school children can get from their schools in some magical and safe way that does not involve buses parked in the middle of road, arrogant drivers parking wherever they want, hysterical parents doing ditto and a ceaseless honking whenever the school lets out? (As you may guess, there are many schools close to where I live).
How is it that all those damn black rain-bearing clouds dolefully and ponderously make their way across our skies and then vanish leaving behind not a drop of rain, leaving behind clear skies and sweat?
Is it possible to pass a law which forces the municipal corporation and other agencies connected with roads to start on their various diggings and destructions on October 1 and not on May 29?
Is there a chance that we can stop people from fooling us all the time with promises of sea links and metro railways and flyovers even though we all know that they are illusions of masterful magic which have caught us in a classic web of maya?
Is it too late to subtract the faux philosophy of the last para?
Pick of the week
See, I'll be frank. Wimbledon starts today. I do not care about all the various film stars who supplement their massive incomes by doing television shows. But I can say that I find the idea that a dark skinned girl has to use a pinky-blinky-blanky cream to get some man to notice her to be so absurdly obvious an idea that I am ashamed to live the same country as whoever thought it up.
The dark skinned girl should have made the man eat the pinky-blinky-blanky cream. That would be a 21st century story.
b_ranjona@dnaindia.net
