As anyone working in Delhi will readily confess, the one thing that gets everbody's goat here is the driving. Experiments such as erstwhile BRT, Odd-even etc make people dream of a time when their travel woes will be shorter.
Delhi is a city under constant construction. The Metro has been at it for the last 15 odd years but at-least in their case people grin and bear it with the hope for a better tomorrow. But what one can never figure out are the incessant road side diggings- akin to treasure hunts! As soon as one agency finishes laying the concrete on the sidewalks - up comes another to dig it right back- PWD, MCD, DJB, MTNL & IGL are the usual culprits. Combined with the Metro's work taking up half the road, there's really not much road to share.
One wonders how many crores could be saved if these agencies just sat together over a cup of tea (Chai pe Charcha!) and made a digging schedule for the next few months. But then maybe its just another way to route public funds through the contractors right back into the planners (the seemingly clueless but deviously able planners!) pockets.
Just as one fumes & fulminates over these random musings, the light changes to green and the cars start crawling again.
Delhi is a city under constant construction. The Metro has been at it for the last 15 odd years but at-least in their case people grin and bear it with the hope for a better tomorrow. But what one can never figure out are the incessant road side diggings- akin to treasure hunts! As soon as one agency finishes laying the concrete on the sidewalks - up comes another to dig it right back- PWD, MCD, DJB, MTNL & IGL are the usual culprits. Combined with the Metro's work taking up half the road, there's really not much road to share.
One wonders how many crores could be saved if these agencies just sat together over a cup of tea (Chai pe Charcha!) and made a digging schedule for the next few months. But then maybe its just another way to route public funds through the contractors right back into the planners (the seemingly clueless but deviously able planners!) pockets.
Just as one fumes & fulminates over these random musings, the light changes to green and the cars start crawling again.
