The rains have outperformed themselves this year.
They showered their blessings on us and the roads with
their torrential downpour and incessant affection.
As a consequence, they washed away the fragile tar
on the roads, that you had carefully prepared just
for this season.
The muddy rainwater fills these broken patches.
Walking on these roads is like learning to walk again,
with careful steps. The vehicles have a gala time,
sloshing the water onto themselves and the passers-by.
The passengers inside the vehicles experience what
the farmers using bullock-carts do, in their fields.
What a lovely way to unite people living in cities
with those in villages. Now, both experience the same
speed, the same jerks and the same movements.
Though miles apart, your intent to connect the diverse
lifestyles, with this common approach is commendable.
The street users