On a Virar Fast

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1) Take a deep breath.
2) Step in.
3) Hold your breath.
4) Step out.
5) Breathe again.

If only it was so simple!!


Comments

Anonymous said…
Hahahaha.
straight and simple.
Its not this bad in b'lore :)
October 12, 2008 at 7:48 PM
The Illuminator said…
When did I say it was bad ? ;)

I love it. There is no way any mode of public transport in Bangalore can get you from one end of the city to the another as fast as the local trains!
October 12, 2008 at 8:29 PM
Unknown said…
I totally agree.. Traffic management is actually great in Mumbai as compared to Bangalore. U ever seen a signal on a flyover? :D
October 13, 2008 at 8:13 AM
Priya said…
Yeah, I agree, signal on a flyover sounds weird =P
But I don't think we are talking about traffic 'management' ?? :-\
October 25, 2008 at 10:25 PM
Anonymous said…
hehe. great photo choice too. i love these posts which don't waste words.
October 25, 2008 at 11:11 PM
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