Monday, December 17, 2007

What Traffic Jams Do To Me...

Living in Mumbia and Imagine owning a Car... Imagine having just 1 lovely angel and how much you love it. I love mine too … but off late I have started hating the whole traveling by road experience.

Just imagine your new new car’s bumper being pressed against the hind of the car in font. Imagine a Bus which pins you to the left, almost into the abusive owner’s Scoda (Me fearing all along that my car might damage that car). The bus eventually, in the race to overtake, scratches my cars bumper and the side view mirror and the conductor saying something, but his voice getting lost in the loud honks.

And to add to all the misery a few beggars and Eunuch’s, who get my heart racing each time they appear in front of my car with their hands raised and ordering to stop. They are only asking for alms or wanting to cross the roads or allow a few bikes through but they sure do scare me…

*Sigh* I don’t know, but for me it is a nightmare come true, the tension, noise, and the pollution almost kills me every time I am on the road.