Roads of rainy days

The roads of rainy days’ depict the internal condition of our state as well nation quite explicitly. With the arrival of rain gradually the roads are being damaged, as the days go on one after another layer of the roads are being exposed so openly that it may swallow us into it without much effort. The trucks and all other vehicles, seems to dance madly with the motion of the broken road that lay uneven miles after miles. Each year, crore are spent to refurnish a new one and expectations of ours mountain to drive miles of path on an even road in the coming years.

Ministers are there, so as their assistants, those who keep more subordinates to build the rusty and filthy road to maintain every year. So many innocent people lose their lives upon the bear chest of the dirty roads. Accounts of those incidents are being recorded so well that the value of those subordinates feels well justified. Tenders are called but things are done long before the day of auction when those subordinates may come to the auspicious venture of the government which is well settled long ago before the final day.

The sand, bricks and stones that were used once to build the path for development of civilization, now peep into the horizon lying thirsty to enjoy every drops of rain that fall upon it within few months. No one is there who can dare raise voice against all the corruption and plunder of government wealth; treasures are being well kept in bank account of the offspring of the great men who exposed the condition of our government through their work on the road. Years after years one goes and the other comes but the roads remain in the same sick state for centuries.