You find everything everywhere. You see men, animals, vehicles, carts,crossing the roads ,as they wish. There is no adherence to traffic rules. Signals blink without any relevance to the traffickers.The one way signs have no meaning. The Police make a ridiculous hand movements, which provoke ridicule.You must be taken aback, as where on earth such things take place. Your country penalises high speeding drivers, charges those who pay disrespect to traffic regulations. Even in midnights , you follow the rules meticulously. Wait for the signal, and then proceed. But , here in our country, such things never happen, if they do occur ,then it should make to the headlines of top news.Can you make out the country with all the clues ,I have put forth. No, then , will you try again , or shall I give the answer?Well , I do not want to test your patience any more . It is India, a land of diversity.
Animals are kept in the Zoo ,quoth my friend. Yes , may be in your country, but In India , you can find them everywhere. Dogs, Cats, Cows, Donkeys, Horses, walk at ease in the Indian roads. Elephants ,reared in the temples to grace the festivals , are taken for a stroll by mahouts,round the town.With dangling bells around the neck, the gigantic elephant walks royally, but the mahouts lead them to every house,forcing them to bless the inmates, and in return, they give cash and fruits to the elephant , which is considered as divine by the Hindus.
My friend was alarmed to perceive the chaotic movement of the vehicular transport.She asked me in a subdued tone, How is it possible to drive in such confused condition?I marvelled at her plight. I made it clear ,that Indian drivers cannot negotiate when there is perfect discipline. They drive with pleasure, while halting for a sudden crossing of buffaloes, an immediate protrusion of a two wheeler, an unexpected intrusion of a bullock cart, or a tricycle.
India ,is a land bubbling with enthusiasm , teeming with population,rejoicing in disorderly sensibility.
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