Sunday, August 06, 2006

Just another road rant

There’s a wonderful scene early in Hitchcock’s North by Northwest where the bad guys force Roger Thornhill (played by Cary Grant) to imbibe large quantities of Bourbon so they can make it look like he accidentally drove himself off a cliff. Grant somehow escapes their clutches and then, barely in command of his faculties, tries to manouevre the car down a long, winding, dimly lit road. What follows is a Hitchcock setpiece that feels like a rollercoaster ride – an effect that’s heightened by Grant’s brilliantly goggle-eyed expression and by Bernard Herrmann’s rousing, carnivalesque music score. There are sharp turns to be negotiated every now and again, each tree on the roadside is a potential threat, the lights of oncoming cars blind Grant (and us, since much of what we see is from his blurred, near-hallucinatory point of view), another car down the road seems like it’s a comfortable distance away, but then he has to swerve to avoid it at the last possible minute.

I was around 14 when I first saw North by Northwest but even back then, despite the appeal this scene held for my thrill-seeking adolescent senses, I knew that it was escapist cinema; that it existed purely as diversion, to entertain, and that it bore little resemblance to real life.

Fifteen years later, I’m no longer so sure. Driving in Delhi during rush hour (or almost any hour), I now know how Roger Thornhill must have felt on that snaky mountain road; if a camera were to be trained on my face during a drive, some of my expressions would probably be similar to his. This city is like a giant obstacle course. Cyclists dart about blithely, completely unmindful of their safety (or your blood pressure). Buses change lanes in a manner that will best equip them to elbow you off the road. There are detours everywhere, and in some cases the signs indicating their existence are wilfully located after you’ve passed the diversion.
There are millions of unmarked speed-breakers.

At any given point, there are pedestrians who don’t yet know about basic road rules (many of them having recently immigrated to the city for the first time) – so it’s common to see people successfully crossing the half of a road where traffic moves from right to left, reaching the divider and then carrying on with their heads still turned towards the right while drivers coming from the opposite direction screech to a halt.

Make the mistake of accelerating from 40 kmph to 50 kmph when you see an empty stretch of road up ahead, and a large car will suddenly charge out of some obscure lane to your left, like a Shane Warne leg-break attacking a batsman’s blind side. Take every precaution you can, there’s still every chance that one day you’ll find yourself in the middle of a pile-up. Life has become a paisa vasool scene out of a thriller, and one doesn’t even have to be drunk to participate in it (in fact, I’d argue that being high makes you feel more assured and at home on Delhi’s roads).

“Hitchcock digs into our deepest fears,” wrote Peter Conrad in The Hitchcock Murders. “He dramatizes the conflicts and compulsions we all share in our daily lives.” This is probably not what he was talking about.


  1. :-). Agree completely. I'm particularly amazed by a seemingly growing tendency for pedestarians to just walk out onto the road with their hand extended, assuming you'll stop for them, never mind what speed you're going at or whether physics will allow you brake in time. Someone should tell these people that the point of looking both right and left before you cross is to not step forward if you see traffic coming. (though to be fair, that's probably because pedestarian crossings either don't exist or are not paid attention to).

    Loved the Hitchcock connection though.

  2. Completely irrelevant but tell me why are Hitchcock's heroes all so old?

    In Bangalore there's a stretch of road that's more than a kilometre long (incidentally it is right outside my office and may be named in my obituary one day soon) with no traffic light, no pedestrian crossing, nothing. How on earth is someone supposed to cross? And cross you have to because you'll only get an auto from the other side. And you think people in cars have problems??

  3. have you driven in calcutta?Cal drivers believe that drving with two of their wheels on one side of the line marking a lane and two on the other side of it is the way to "drive in your lane".
    "Hum lane ko follow kar rahe hai bhaiyaa"

  4. This is beside the point, but it is very important as a pedestrian not to assume that everybody drives in the correct side of the road, especially in Bangalore. Crossing the road near my previous office was a bit like playing dodgeball, you could get hit from any arbitrary direction.

    Seriously, you think people in cars have problems? :-)

  5. When I was learning to drive my folks would tell me give the pedestrian the preference but what do you do when its your signal to go, you are speeding hoping to hit fourth gear and at the last possible minute, someone on the divider changes his mind, raises his hand demanding you stop and starts to cross.. I cant even tell you the expletives i let lose!!!! People in cars only have problems.. who stroll on main roads thinking its a walkway constructed only for them. Phew sorry for long comment. Roads in Delhi get me all emotional.. the ones in Noida too!!!

  6. Didn't you know, brother; it's a cult. Two of them actually. One that has pedestrians for members and one that has cyclists for members. These are both underground cults that operate in all the Indian metros.

  7. Check out life from the pedestrian's point of view too. Here are my two stories... City gone to the dogs and A sidewalk

  8. And I thought I was the only one who was getting a complete cardiac workout on my daily commute - maybe we should seriously consider relocating closer to work.

    And what about the vehicles driving on the wrong side of the road, others changing lanes without using indicators, vehicles ignoring traffic signals...the list goes on and on.....