I am a resident of an area for the past 30 years.
In early 1980’s , we did not have proper roads, as it was a developing zone. We were in midst of paddy fields, and had to take a roundabout road to reach our place. Needless to say, it was a terrible experience,with carts, and animals crossing ,autos and lorries racing in the debris.
India is a land, where the old and the new go hand in hand. With the advent of scientific techniques, the primitive method of cultivation is prevalent.
You can see bullock carts plying up and down, along with world’s best model cars.
In the 1990’s .the main road was laid and we had direct access to important centres . The circular adventure came to an end. But the roads were dug ,in a few months , for laying down drinking water pipes. They were then hastily filled with gravel. So we had 75% tar road and 25%gravel topped one.
The next year , it was again disturbed . This time it was for drainage purpose. The road had a second attack. The work being over, an haphazard filling was done. Now 50% of tar had been eroded.
We had to work on these half beaten cross ways. For a year , there was no activity. Then ,suddenly, the corporation authorities sent a battalion to inspect the condition of the road. They drew a plan, the expenditure was approved by the council. We were delighted.At last ,we had a decent surface to move on.
Our shortlived joy, found a devestation, when there was .hectic movments , on one fine morning. I rushed to the spot and enquired ,the workers, what were they up to?
They said they were digging , once again for constructing trenches for rain water drainage.
Lo! what a sight !, what a plight! what a right we have as a citizen of this city!
Meenas Poems 