Sunday, October 26, 2008
How many men does it take to hold a water pipe?
Eight. Especially when the office next door is getting spruced up for some pre-Diwali fanfare. They connected the pipe to the fire hydrant thingy and let loose a volley of water. The trees surely appreciated it, although the cars parked nearby didn't like getting their wheels wet.
Let sleeping dogs lie
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Taking the red bus home: a joyride in New Delhi
Riding home in the air-conditioned comfort of a gleaming red bus, I find it hard to believe I am travelling in New Delhi.
Squeaky-clean seats, no crowds jostling for room, automatic doors and huge windows offering panoramic views of the bustling streets — it's a far cry from the torture I have endured in the past.
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(Photo by Vijay Mathur)
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Surviving Delhi's Bus Rapid Transit Corridor Part 1, 2, 3
Squeaky-clean seats, no crowds jostling for room, automatic doors and huge windows offering panoramic views of the bustling streets — it's a far cry from the torture I have endured in the past.
Click here to read more.
(Photo by Vijay Mathur)
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Surviving Delhi's Bus Rapid Transit Corridor Part 1, 2, 3
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