Friday, July 21, 2006

Ticket for Jamming

Probably all foreigners visiting India have some difficulties dealing with the chaotic traffic. Driving oneself can ruled out from the beginning. One needs to have a driver. Traffic seems to be absolutely chaotic and only controlled by the right of the fittest, and especially the strongest. No wonder, most drivers have a Ganesh or an other another helpful deity on their dashboard:



There are no visible lanes and the central reservation is a limitation which can be adapted to current needs. It takes weeks to discover that there are rules which are actually obeyed, and thus there is something like structure behind this chaos.

Nevertheless, I was quite surprised when our driver got a ticket today (not only despite the sign On Government Duty behind the windscreen) for being caught before a red-light far too wide to the right and causing a congestion in the opposite lane. Here he is at the side of the road with two policemen, who are giving him a lecture on good behaviour and the ticket:

1 comment:

Toño said...

In this kind of situations natives know what is it about. I wouldn't have any...

Chaos in this kind of countries are not simply chaos, but an different way of life, priorities and behaviors. The evolution of the world all over is not in the same century, and it has to be learned...or not at all. Look around, what is happening with more civilised one.

My chaos is your absence. Without you I am reduce to nothing... and I suffer.

Para ti mi amor
de Toño

Aún sabiendo

que antes de ti estoy yo mismo,
que el amor te lleva a veces al abismo, al enloquecerte.

que todo debe ser con medida,
ninguna actitud que sea mucho ó atrevida.

que hace perderme,
para despues en tus brazos encontrarme,
sin recuerdo alguno de la causa de nuestra la diferencia,
yo a ti te perdono, amor, tan solo porque sea de tu complacencia.

Cada dia, cada noche tienen sus secretos,
el detalle esta en tu proioridad de tus conceptos.

Sin que parezca un caos, el la amor lo es,
dime tú sino con una seña, caricia, parlabra o mirada,
pones en orden todo caos de sentimientos en tu alma idolatrada.