There are none… really, they don’t exist. As a self described somewhat aggressive driver back home I am blown away by the way the roads of India work.

There are painted lines on the road but I’m not sure why. Even when there isn’t a lot of traffic around nobody follows these arbitrary lines on the ground, most cars straddle the center line until a faster car comes up behind them blaring the horn only to then squeeze through the barely-a-car-width gap between that vehicle and the donkey drawn cart along the side of the road. Indian drivers are incredibly aggressive, for country that seems so laid back, their driving antics tell a different story. When volume is heavy a two-lane road becomes three lanes of honking cars, rickshaws and motorcycles jostling to get ahead of one another, plus a bicycle or two riding along seemingly oblivious to the chaos around them. If you want a cheap thrill and want to be reminded that you are alive, try crossing the road. Blinkers and side view mirrors are never used; you live and die by the horn.

– By: Daniel Camilleri