The other night, my car broke down in the middle of the very busy, very wide, and very hot Outer Ring Road in South Delhi. I was driving on the inner lane when the car started to sputter and eventually stop. Jump-starting it didn't work, so I tried to get pedestrians and auto-rickshaw drivers to help me push it. No one helped.
Elsewhere in India, particularly Mumbai and Kolkata, a kind hand is available when you need it. Somehow, New Delhi has a different definition of kindness. On a positive note, it's great to discover that I am still able to push a car for 300 meters to the curb ALONE since no one was willing to help. It was also lovely to hear the majestic sound of cars and trucks honking me off as I braved the car to safety. New Delhi is certainly never a boring city!
