Red Earth and Pouring Rain(with due apologies to Vikram Chandra)

The monsoon has arrived with much gusto. Besides nostalgia, twilight evenings, wine and romance (and pnuemonia) in the air, it has also laden my city of lousy infrastructure with traffic chaos, short tempers and non- exsistent roads.

The road outside my residence now looks like a bad patch of the Paris Dakar car rally route. What little tarmac I see everyday seems to be engulfed with red earth.
All doomsday soothsayers would rejoice if they happened to pass by. Human presence has considerably shrunk and canine, amphibian and bovine population seems to have increased.

When God said "Go forth and multiply", I am sure the dogs in my area heard it first. At any point of time, there are atleast 8 pooches in packs, 2 cows mulching wisely at car tyres or old slippers and one mega crater like pothole.

The Municipal Council in all its wisdom has decided that the monsoon is a good time to build upon the communication mess and has dug up most of the road too and to make sure people do not get electicuted have put a small red cloth to the wire which serves its purpose to that of a G string on Carmen Electra or a clinging wet chiffon sari to Sridevi !!!!

The Gita states "Na Hanyate Hanyamane Sarire" which roughly translated means " Consciousness is eternal and it is not vanquished with the destruction of the temporary body"”. I am forced to think of this when i drive on the road everyday.

I must stop now as my rantings are getting quite rabid...