The habit of potholes popping up all over Kochi’s tar roads is a permanent feature of our heavenly landscape.
And so the habit of strikes. They are now embedded ineluctably in the Mallu genes and the off springs holler
“Inquilab” as soon as the umbilical chord is cut. (The protest at the doctor’s rough handling.) Today one habit protests another.
The Bus federation of Kochi has called for a strike against the potholes of Kochi.
Bad for the tyres and so all buses are off the roads.
Mercy Mayor of Kochi has reiterated that the garbage situation will
facilitate the onset of plague. Garbage is piled sky high.
Vector indices are high. And what does she do? Waits patiently for the disease to strike.
To add to such habitual pain. The rains have inundated the land.
We could blame it all on the devil.
And Kerala has a new label for tourism brochures: One hell of a place.
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