Ever been to God's Own Country? No? You must be the lucky one! Plan a vacation someday. Think about visiting the green valleys, the perennial rivers , the rain forests, the placid backwaters, the white-sanded beaches, the buzzing commercial hubs.................
Travel by Air, Rail or Road?
or a lavishly furnished house-boat as they call it?
You wake up lazily in your hotel room and gaze out of the window into the bright sunshine . It is already 7.30 am. Your vacation starts today.
But what is that? No traffic on roads. No shops open. No body moves on the empty streets.
Life is at a standstill. Why................?
Man, you walked into a cauldron of political turmoil. The God's Own Country has it's own tailor-made laws. Going into hibernation without notice is one of them. They sweetly call it "hartal"
Locals prepare for it with packets of potato chips and pirated movie discs. But what about the honoured guests of the GOC.?
For this day, they are no more guests.
You pull the sheets over your face and go right back to sleep. The only solace. Thousands of your mates are stranded on the roads, rail junctions and airports-without food , without water.
Civilisation is taking its toll on you unwary beings.
This land has the highest literacy rate in the country. What a joke
Planning a vacation here in GOC? Look at the 'Hartal' Calendar and fix your itinerary.
Monday, August 28, 2006
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