-going shopping next door in a dry summer wind chasing you is not very comfortable idea , i gave up driving long time ago, maintenance of the vehicles , fuel refilling, driving in crowded indisciplined tight corners , no lighting system properly functioning at night, all street lights illuminating the horizon line in the day time i decided public three wheeler is more convenient , but standing in the heat in mid day indian summer waiting and waiting for the auto as the three wheeler is called is a test of your patience, either it comes over loaded with passengers hanging out or the driver demands looking at your desperate countenance ten times the regular fare,, positioning myself holding the outer iron rod of the auto i jumping and sliding and falling painfully but thankful of getting some conveyance to each somewhere to spend time shopping feels fate is smiling on me, i ask the driver to wait as i get some small things or i could release the auto and wait for another passing by , in both cases i pay more than i earn because they think i am a big shot , some army woman, married to some army officer , who are reputed to be corrupt, no i am not army woman, not married , no i do not live i the brigadier"s house
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