Happy Khadday to You!




 Monsoon in India has a knack of bringing joy and happiness and celebrations all over the country. It reinvents lives, resurrects families and rejuvenates senses. Along with all the joy, in a city to the west of India known as Mumbai, it gives birth to the 8th wonder of the world and born is something so spectacular that its sight can put a gleaming shock on anyone's mind.

Each monsoon marks the coronation of so many of these wonders, spread lavishly all across the city, looking bigger than the Great Wall of China and rising like phoenix from ashes impeccably each time. If smoking pot is the addiction of the west of the world, smoked up Potholes are the addiction of the west of India. Potholes of all shapes and sizes, good enough to impress the makers of lego toys and make them aware of their limitations.

Once these majestic beauties of nature come into existence, they spread joy all over. Right in the middle of nowhere, travelling along these supreme Potholes people get bumps and jumps for which most people in the world would spend enormous money visiting amusement parks. Most importantly when it comes to monsoon, they convert themselves into water parks filled with dark colored enigmatic dirt filled water. This transformation would even put Optimus Prime to shame.

When cars of all colors and shapes run over these potholes, they splash the holy water right across pedestrians, bringing in spiritual enlightenment to their souls. Who would not want such water splashed all across right before working hours. This definitely resulted in the best advert claiming "Daag Acchey Hai". It is difficult to not like the Picasso type artwork on your clothes.

If Walter White ( Bryan Cranston of Breaking Bad fame) lived in Mumbai, he would definitely resort to becoming a BMC Contractor cooking roads which resulted in potholes eventually. It would give him more money than cooking pot for sure. Mike Ross ( Suits ) would have turned into a Pro Dirt Cyclist if he was working in any of the law firms in this Pothole city.One monolithic architecture and so much joy, it sometimes makes you cry with joy that we are in an era where we can experience the journey with potholes. Slowly these marvels would double up into parking space wherein you could park a car right within them. How exciting would that be! If at all we would be facing a war, we would not even require to build bunkers as we could easily slid inside one of the potholes as soon as we heard ammo guzzling out.

Next time you move out of your house, do not look around with cursing authorities for these gems, because these gems are carving a future for us. The women with babies inside them should be proud to live in a city which gives a real life drill at such a nascent age.

So, next time you come across these, just smile and sing "Happy Khadday to you" to everyone around and dance with joy :) .

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