Glossy roads from heavy rains
Car lights that poke you in the eyeMen that cross the road for you to hit them
Tottering drunkards all Hamlet- like
Wannabe drunkards who park in d middle of the lane
Bikes overtaking u from both sides
Buses that insist they scrape u as a gift
Potholes that appear from nowhere
- to cross or not to cross
so they can grab their night bottles
Cars that decide to rush before you
as soon as you try to get on the main road
What wonderful Indian roads!
