a section of the highway

anything that grows in the way of speed must die on the western express highway. entire chunks of hills, fully grown trees and the homes of slum dwellers have been sliced into clean halves by the clean hard lines of efficiency, leaving the unoffending parts standing. like section lines in a drawing.

i wish these were better photographs but this is all that a camera phone out of the tinted glass of a maruti zen speeding at 80 can capture- after all it is for my comfort that this devastation is necessary.