A day in the life of a Bangalorean Rickshaw

Feel the vibrancy of colors despite the threatening monsoon sky, the smell of fruits, the jasmine and the explosion of flavors of the chats from the street vendors, the "melody" of the honks despite the wind blowing, the vibrations of every bumps in the road, the tightening of my hands every time a truck or else suddenly popped up in front of us,  the cool and the dexterity of my driver who took me exactly where I needed to go in one PEACE. India teaches me a little more about SURRENDER every time I hit the road...