The roads are…. no roads at all! Just an assemblage of pot holes
Gravel , dust, garbage everywhere, stray Dogs, some sacred cows, thousands of scooters, motor bikes and cars of any imaginable kind, from dilapidated and falling apart conkers to slick and dirty Mercedes limousines.
Everything crawls along at about 5 km/h an hour. – From pot hole to pot hole.
No traffic lights.
Sometimes a Cop, looking more like a robber with his black face mask on….
Honk, if you want to pass.
Everyone else is honking as well and so it is a chaotic “Honk-Out”
Snarrrrled lumps of electric wires just above your head…..
Some sparking and crackling.
The spirits of power outages.
Everyone rushing every way
With every imaginable kind of cargo on the back or balanced on a bike….
The odd Monkey
Crows and Sparrows diving down for dis guarded morsels.
A poor dead Rat…..
Everyone skilfully steps around it……
Poverty looks the same everywhere in the world….
So does trying to eak out a living despite of it…
There are a 1000 pictures of it on the net….
…I will add a few:
There is also Beauty in the chaos!
Lots of it, in fact!:)
Just play the tune…
…..and the city will dance…..