Oh wow!!What a road. Mind-blowing!! Uff!!!
It was a hot summer afternoon …the sun hates mankind I believe. He was scorching with what vengeance I say…..as if it was his meticulous plan to just keep his heat focused on us and parch us down.
Like a traditional conventional Indian girl I walked with my head bowed down, unable to lift my head up to see the abhorring rays striking my eyes.
With my eyes bent down and walking towards my office, I watched the beauty of the Road I had taken. I watched a long stretch of the road over crowded by people, vehicles, vendors and lot of other things which I’m going to describe now.
The long jet black tar road was parched and little here there in traces, among people and vehicles and vendors and stalls I could finally make out the road that turned grey. This little shown faded grey road was aesthetically decorated with rainbow colors of chocolate wrappers, pan parag sachets, cigarette cartons, bus tickets, water sachets, frooti tetra packs and lots. The rainbow colored slack was actually pricking me in my eyes. Probably I was not able to take in the immense beauty on the road that the people had created.
I then faced the sun with very lil respect, my head now bowed at certain inclination. Wow! Wall paintings…amazing!
I saw how beautifully the walls along the road were decorated with graffiti designs made out of pan and pan parag spits. Further, behind the graffiti I somehow could trace a feebly written note “PLEASE DO NOT SPIT HERE”. And also very respectfully calling people who take as their birth right to spit at places where they are not supposed to, as Donkeys through this vaguely seen note “YAHAAN THUKNA MANA HAI.THUKNE WALA GADHA HAI!”
I saw the compound wall that was raised for security, had become a graffiti board. Kudos to the fabulous resourcefulness!
Wow! I then was at the line of sight with the dump yards. The huge blue coloured iron dust bins the outside of which , were so artistically decorated with plastic bags, wrappers , bottles ,clothes, ,dead rats, hungry cats, broken bats, syringes, blood stained cotton, leftover food rotting and lots more that was far beyond my level of perception and comprehension and what’s worth mentioning is that the bin was empty.
Just a min later, I saw a man come running with two huge plastic bags full of scrap I guess. I thought GHMC had lifted the plastic ban, looking at the human sized plastic bags. HE came so close to the dump bin and dumped the bags just close to the mouth of the bin. Poor chap; he was in such a hurry that he had all the time to walk towards the bin but no time to dump it in the bin.
Ah what day of aesthetics! I was flabbergasted by the resourcefulness coupled with exquisiteness that had created an environmentally rotting Alluring adorableness. Thumbs up for all who have made these places dirty enough to shun resent repent and regret!
