Speaking of which

I hope Bombay get some urinals too. I have mixed feelings about stepping out of home on a rare, clear afternoon in this gorgeous monsoon weather and the first thing I come up against is an open drain with more brown water gushing past within than the Yamuna has had for the last few decades, and then to spot a gleaming silver Esteem car, out of which a man in a pair of branded jeans emerges, struts towards the drain and urinates into it.

It is not nice at all when you have to hurry past and a little further, what do you see? Another car - a bigger, more expensive one - with another young man urinating into the same excessive ditch. I can swear that the fellow's haircut must have cost him more than six month's worth of peeing in pay-n-use toilets in the cities. It really is time we got public urinals on every other street with massive fines for not using them.