Newton
It was the election day. I set out with my voters id card and booth slip to cast my precious vote to the usual polling booth just 200 mts away from home, only to be told by the officials that my polling booth had changed to VIBGYOR School. ( yes the one made infamous by the leopard visit a couple of years ago) . I check on Google maps and it says 1.8 kms 21minutes by walk. Navigating through the treeless concrete jungles of Bangalore in the oppressive heat of May is’nt exactly very appealing. My-vote-is-not-going-to-make-a-difference… or-does-it . Should-that-really-matter … Truth be told, I was not always a very conscentious citizen, however I have been taking my voting rights seriously off late. Thanks to Newton . The vehicles parked on the main road,exactly 200 meters away from the polling booth with the symbol of a certain flower would have a happily offered me a free ride to the other polling booth. But I obviously could not...