These people in their fancy cars on London streets need some driving lessons for sure. The misguided fellows have forced your correspondent to re-examine his rights as a pedestrian. Now, any sensible man who tries to cross a road in India knows that the oncoming vehicle has right of way. If you don’t stop, you will get run over. Each pedestrian must have his radar on 360 degree alert all the time in order to evade all the missiles loose on our roads.
So, like a good safe denizen of Delhi this writer would diligently wait for the car to pass before crossing the roads in London. But these people, I tell you, have no concept of the basic fact of Indian life that those afoot are car fodder unless they have the alacrity of monkeys. So, I played many a dancing game with many a car before I figured that here, they won’t move till you have crossed over! Shocking, I say, or as the locals would put it, these guys are bonkers!
I am quite enjoying this king of the road feeling that London gives its pedestrians but am really worried too. The last time I visited New Zealand and stuck around for a reasonable time, the injurious-to-health behaviour became a habit. It took the choicest abuses and a couple of near-ram situations back home to set me right all over again. Perhaps I could sue the London motorists if I get run down in Delhi?