The City That Is
Today evening, my friend and blogger-in-hibernation, Apoorv, shared the link to this article on New York Times. The article talks about how new comers to New York eventually get used to it and start liking the city in spite of the hard ships and cost living.
Drawing a parallel to this, I was trying to think about what makes Hyderabad the city that it is. While I was thinking about this on my way back home, a cyclist appeared right in front of me, seemingly out of nowhere. There it was, the one thing that makes Hyderabad, Hyderabad: our legendary traffic sense.
We strive to maintain and improve the hard earned reputation. Whether it be the jay walkers who look to the right side while the traffic comes from the left, or the recent phenomenon of two-wheeler drivers (Traffic Police included) climbing onto the footpaths while the other road users watched with droopy jaws at the sheer genius at work, we Hdyerabadis just keep getting better.
Contrary to popular belief, it’s not just the new comers who get the shock of their lives when they experience the traffic here for the first time. We veterans fare no better.
And yet, we continue to ply the same roads everyday. Cursing and honking our way to the workplace and back. Is it because we love the city? Or is it because we are used to it?