Traffic in Hyderabad moves at a leisurely pace. That's how it feels when I'm late for an appointment and nobody else seems to drive over 'a learner could drive faster,' pace. Fancy imported cars and bikes with revved up engines forced to cruise at 30Kmph because that seems to be the accepted average speed. The only means of public transport in the suburbs, autos and antiquated buses (death-fume machines) are the likely cause of this languid crawl. Such is life in a mid-sized Indian city.
A few days ago, I was stuck in peak-hour Mumbai traffic. Nightmarishly slow. Life at 5Kmph. A limp contrast to the freedom of movement in Pondicherry earlier this week.
I won't buy into the notion that life in the big cities is fast. It's not just about the traffic. Even decisions are slower in the big cities. There are more complexities to consider.
Want to drive fast? I'd suggest getting out in the wide open spaces of rural India. The scenery is beautiful, the air fresh and even bullock carts move faster than that annoying car in the city who won't let you pass...
A few days ago, I was stuck in peak-hour Mumbai traffic. Nightmarishly slow. Life at 5Kmph. A limp contrast to the freedom of movement in Pondicherry earlier this week.
I won't buy into the notion that life in the big cities is fast. It's not just about the traffic. Even decisions are slower in the big cities. There are more complexities to consider.
Want to drive fast? I'd suggest getting out in the wide open spaces of rural India. The scenery is beautiful, the air fresh and even bullock carts move faster than that annoying car in the city who won't let you pass...