The roads of Mumbai are special. Here, cars, tractors, buses, lorries, scooters, bullock carts, fruit and vegetable carts, cycles, goats, chickens, dogs, cats and people all jostle for space. Space is hard to come by on Mumbai roads. So there is always some negotiation, a bargaining of sorts happening at every other juncture. The pedestrian… Continue reading These Roads of Mine
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