I've always wondered why Indians have hair on the chests but none on their heads. This is a place of opposites, hair coming out of all the wrong places, but none where it really matters. Planning is absolutely zip; or atleast the people who are planning are zip...
Sex education, contraception easily available in cities which anyway are aware. In villages where population is bursting at the seams, awareness seems nil.
Dustbins, Garbage cans, Toilets all in Office Buildings, Shopping Malls. In other places of public where people throng roadsides, normal markets for example, ZIP. Throw your trash in the middle of the road son, it'll fill the cows stomach. Or if you wanna pee pee, that wall looks really dry. Why don't you wet it up a bit.
Politicians are old, octogenarians who look they will fall asleep at whatever meetings they attend. Sportspeople are old, on the wrong side of thrity. We mature late you see.
Cricketers who aspire to be dancers, tennis players who think they are models. And monster.com talks of picking up a dhobi and putting him on the cricket field.
If only some hair could be pulled out of the wrong places and stuck in the right ones. Mr. Bhogle did it, why can't India.
But wait... Ouch!!!! No one asked Mr. Bhogle how much it was going to hurt..
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