CROSSED!

After a lot of observation and introspection , I have come to the conclusion that crossing the roads in Bangalore is an art.

Because while I struggle to safely reach the other side of the road, many others waltz across the streets seamlessly.
Sometimes, I feel that the universe conspires against me every time I want to cross the road. 

In such a situation, I tend to react in one of these three manners:

1. Stick like a parasite to anyone else who's crossing the road. 

2. Fall to my knees and cry like a baby till someone feels pity on me and helps me cross

3. Run around in circles, pissing off all drivers and pedestrians

I decided to perform an in-depth analysis of my condition.

I could come up with only 3 ways to lessen my misery:

1. Acquire the talent of crossing roads

2, Dig underground tunnels and travel like a rat.

3.  Stop crossing roads altogether.

Until then :