The cabbie was behaving as if he were the long-lost brother of Michael Schumacher. Or maybe the BMC has hired him to check out the depths of the potholes in Mumbai's roads. Whatever his reasons, he was driving at breakneck speed and making sure that the cab landed in each and every pothole. I tried to concentrate on the newspaper as the vehicle hurtled through morning traffic but soon found that it was difficult to do so. Finally, I set it aside and told him to slow down. Not sure if he heard me because there was no noticeable change in the speed. It wouldn't have helped to tell him twice. I have never prayed so fervently in my life :-)

Needless to say, when I got down at the destination I heaved a big sigh of relief and sent up another prayer!