India is much maligned for her chaotic traffic conditions. But somehow I love those cattle on the roads. The other day, near the HAL bus stop, I saw this handsome, reddish-brown bull sitting in the classic Nandi pose, front legs folded, eyes closed, completely immobile. He was a picture of stillness and tranquility in the middle of crazy, honking traffic. He couldn't care less for what was going on around him. I stared at him for as long as I could and it stilled something within me. And its a picture I have stowed away in my mind to be treasured.
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