The one near the Secunderabad railway station. That would have been my spontaneous response if you asked me about crazy roundabouts. Not anymore. My answer is Arc de Triomphe.There is no need to look shocked. I am well aware about the Indian driving etiquettes. At the same time, you should have been with me in the car last week to have the first hand experience of French driving etiquettes and also the craziness happening around the mother of all roundabouts in this part of the world.
This gargantuan roundabout has 12 streets emanating it like rays. It can hold up to 5 lines of vehicles. Now, imagine the confusion it can create. Add dollops of French impatience. Do you get the idea? My friend, who was driving the car, stepped on the pedal as soon as a rudimentary gap emerged between two cars circling the roundabout. Voila! Our car was in the middle lane in an instant. My friend did not even flinch while stepping on the gap. Nor did my friend halt the ongoing conversation. All of it happened in microseconds and I didn't get a chance to shut my eyes fearing a crash.
Getting out of the roundabout was also adventurous. To make a long story short, I was pressing my foot hard on the floor. If you think my friend was bad, then it is the same case with other drivers too. I have read about the madness happening in this roundabout. On that day, I experienced it. For all those who complain about our driving etiquettes, I have only one question. "Have you been to the Arc de Triomphe roundabout?"Tags: Musings,Roundabout