The view from the bridge. I stood still to take a couple of shots and suddenly got the sensation that the ground beneath my well worn sneakers was sinking, like the cement would give way any second.. it was an awesome feeling. I turned; a lorry was driving by. I traverse that bridge atleast twice daily and one day it's probably gonna collapse under the weight of those 'heavy vehicles', taking them all down with it to the murky waters below.
Don't be fooled. It's called the gutter of the city. The water's filthy.
The fascinating gap in the bridge, the fall below, paan thook and my Skechers.
All on the way home.