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I heart traffic rules

I saw this slogan imprinted on road barriers along a stretch of highway today: I heart traffic rules.
Will such signage really engender such an affection for traffic rules that people will really obey them?

Wait a minute--there are traffic rules?

Y is supposed to

I have to fill out a form to get a pan card. A "personal something-or-other number" card so that I can pay taxes.
I went to the office, filled out the form, glued on my picture, signed it and submitted my application. I was told it would be a seven to ten day wait.
A week later I heard my form was unacceptable.
Why?
My name in the signature went outside the box.
Huh?
The letter Y is supposed to go below the line.
But no, this was a signature box, not a signature line and all of the signature must be inside the box.
For pete sakes.
So I went in this morning to try again. Filled out the form and very carefully signed it.
Waiting again for another seven to ten days.
And why do I want to pay taxes for such bureaucracy?

You don't

No, people-from-the-bank-in-India-who-put-out-this-mat-in-front-of-the-entrance, you don't.
You really couldn't possibly.

100%

You knew that already, didn't you?

Unsuccessful errands

I had an unsuccessful day. I went out looking for four different things. I made three different stops. I found zero of what I was looking for. Took up five hours of my day.
But, as usual, I saw other interesting things
At the coffee shop where I stopped for some tea, I sat on the balcony and watched the tide come in on the sea of motorcycles below.

At another stop I saw something new.
Do you ever look up at the ceiling? I do. And today I was rewarded. There were barefooted men walking over the panels of whatever the roof is made of, squeegeeing it.
Here's a brief look at the action:

Complete

Here's my latest theme song:

Random

I never get over the things I see while in an auto ride through the city.
Here's a list:

• Girl slaps guy at bus station
• Man with chicken under his arm
• Man on the back of scooter holding a ladder straight up in the air
• Construction worker digs around dog
• Horse carrying bricks stumbles over speed bump, drops bricks all over the street
  

And you know what else? Amitabh Bachchan called me. (Okay, so it was just a mobile phone advertisement.)

Pink people

There are pink people walking around today.
Why?
Because yesterday was Holi and they threw paint at each other.
Either it doesn't wash off easily...or they didn't try to wash it off.
There are also pink cows, dogs, streets and autos.
I guess it disappears after the next rain.

Not awesome

I haven't posted anything in over a month.
Why?
Because I'm discouraged.
Because blogger is killing me.
By May 1st I need to migrate all of my blog content somewhere else.
So every time I think of adding something new, I also think about the extra trouble it will be to move 191 posts as opposed to only 190.
This is not awesome.