Traffic.

The traffic here can be crazy and irritating. It feels as if i'm taking a roller coaster ride at times. I'm not much of an adrenaline junkie, so most of the rides on the rickshaws are thrilling indeed.

To take the wheels here in India, legal license is not what you need. Instead, guts and loads of horning are the minimum and i guess, the only requirements, illegally speaking of course. You can randomly spot some teen, obviously an underaged one, weaving his way through the streets on a scooter.

There was this once when our rickshaw driver stopped before a roundabout for a few minutes. It was that few minutes that made me realize that, not once since i've stepped foot in India had any driver stopped for any traffic light. The driver actually stopped because there's a traffic light, actually, he's stopping only because there's a police shelter over there. Traffic lights are mostly redundant here, ignored by everyone and anyone.

To add on to the redundancy of the traffic lights is the presence of random animals, namely cows and donkeys, roaming about on the streets. Obviously, they know nuts on obeying traffic rules.

Maybe, I should do some driving here to pass TP back at home. Haha. I bet I'll be some damn good driver if i get training here.