There be dragons and bandwagons

[thechasingiamb]

Last evening I wandered around in Mehrauli trying to locate someone I was supposed to interview. The cab-driver annoyed at being in dark, narrow lanes abandoned interest in the project fairly early on. He parked the matchbox and refused to budge. In the last few minutes of daylight, I saw that he had decided to park next to a bull. A huge bull

Comments

[anonymous]

This is one of those posts impervious to the idiot response. In fact, I can only make it stronger. Without more ado:

+1

-Ben

[sajith]

They all now work for television companies, advertising agencies and PR companies. They were already so compromised then, tongues black from lying, spines bent in slavery. Could they possibly be any worse now?

Wow. I've always wondered.