Brown Motion

Each rider of any form of road conveyance in India is permitted to define their own take on what mechanism or thought process to employ to transport their own being to their intended or maybe not intended destination. This requires an innate Zen like ability to focus on seeing the path where mere mortals aka foreigners may not see any.  This practice has been cultivated over millennia and does not require the observance of man made color coded lights to dictate next steps when in charge of a form of transportation. Our role modes aka Deities employed  animal power including cows, tiger, rodents to teleport themselves so smoke belching contraptions take note. Direction of travel is also a vague western notion along a highway or byway.  One should be able to perform any radius turn in any direction at anytime to reach their desired path.  In some towns or cities there may appear mask wearing, helmet donning, creatures waving their frontal extremities or practici...

What the dickens?  As I troll the internet to plan my upcoming adventure in the Indian sub-continent I am flummoxed by the reality of trying to book travel arrangements in stark contrast to the advertised ease of doing business enabled by the so called IT revolution (that has apparently revolved the country in to a new orbit). I suspect the revolution went full circle (or 360 deg to the trigo minded) and not much changed except now my local telecom company found a call center in Ghaziabad with weirdos that accent their original name of Santosh to Steven and cannot answer any question in a meaningful manner. Take the case of booking airline tickets for domestic travel.  After entrusting personal data to the gods behind the screen I was about to make the payment when I found that my US issued Visa was not acceptable to the vendor.  No explanation online - just a strange message indicating that transaction is unable to be processed (after momentarily showing a scree...