Experiences of A Road
Road is one of the elements of progress and civilization. It serves the city and its people. It enables movement of people, goods and services. Different places are connected by this link. The load witnesses many incidents. It has many experiences. The road cannot speak to relate its experiences. if I were a road, I would write about my experiences. Suppose I am a long road full of traffic in New Delhi. I have on my side the busy market of Connaught Place. I see people coming to this place for shopping. Things of latest fashion are available here. The place is visited by a large number of foreigners. I see a number of insurance companies and tourist offices. There is Park Hotel, Jantar Mantar and number of foreign and Indian banks on my both sides. A few accidents take place involving me. I am a mute witness to such scenes. I am maintained in an healthy condition. I am kept neat and clean. Inspite of huge amount of traffic, I always look fresh and clean. I am very busy and do not get any rest. I enjoy activity and the hustle and bustle. On my both sides there are planted ‘trees. They are green and soothing. I see all kinds of people—rich, poor, aristocrats, etc. I also see number of beautiful maidens. Some-times I witness love-making, sometimes quarrels and some time heated arguments. I stand alone, and enjoy many things. I am indeed proud of myself and the service I render to the community.
