Many years ago, a young colleague was waiting for an autorickshaw at a bus stop in Delhi, when a car pulled up and the driver appeared to ask for directions.
The helpful reporter approached the car window to make herself more audible but was stopped in her tracks by what she said was a “yucky” sight.
The driver was committing khudhkushi, she said.
Id est, masturbating.
In broad daylight, in the driver’s seat.
This would never happen in Bombay, the “Mumbaikar” claimed. Well, here is news (above). And some more proof (below) of Delhi’s ugly underbelly.
Ours is not to ask why.
Maybe Baba Ramdev has a cure for it?
Screenshots: courtesy The Indian Express