Came across an interesting write-up in today’s Mumbai Mirror, here the writer basically talks about the never-ending commuting problems that majority of Mubaikars face every day of their lives. The endless struggle and pain. Though I feel that some stuff seems a bit exaggerated for more emotional effect, however the writer seems to be very much on the right track. Anyways, read ahead and decide for yourself.

For many Mumbaikars, that leg of the daily commute, between station and home is as murderous as the one spent on train. A softer killing maybe, but no less bloody.

That moment of relief, when you jump off, as the coach glides into the platform, is a short-lived one. It usually lasts for about four minutes, as you wipe your sweat, get pushed through the crowd and finally reach the bus or rickshaw stand.

Bus or auto

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