While still on matters traffic, I know this will sound like a contradiction, but there are accidents here everyday. Hardly a day passes before you witness one.
And my guide, oh, my able guide, tells me it happens all the time, whole year. What? “How come, yet the drivers are keen when at junctions and obey traffic lights like religion?” I ask. “I don’t know,” he tells me. “May be it is the devil, who enters (sic) their heads (sic) and have them behave like they do,” he adds.