Went shopping in Gurgaon today and there was an almighty traffic jam heading into the town. In true western style I jumped out of the car and said to my driver I will cross the road and go to the shop while you make your way round through the traffic.I grabbed my shopping bags, leapt out of the stationary car and attempted to cross the road.
I couldnt ! There was such a strong stream of traffic coming that every time I stepped off the central reservation I would have to quickly get back on. I must have stood there in utter frustration for about 10 minuted trying to get across when I saw a small break in the traffic and I flew across the road, shopping bags and all with a huge and unstable Indian lorry hurtling straight for me. I nearly said a puja getting to the other side and I turned to see how the carefully painted zebra crossing was fading fast beneath a layer of dust and uselessness.
The road I was on but not the Zebra crossing.