How have I always wished for world class roads in Kerala.
But it will never be.
It's a war on the roads.
The meek never inherits the earth here.
Battlescarred we gamely carry on,
live to see yet another day
and fight it out day after day.
Everyone is in a hurry,
only to be held prisoners on the roads
at the hold ups one after the other.
The blaring horns at once shock the elderly
and the weaklings
and land them
in a state of inertia.
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