As metro rail moves from Nana Nua towards north bound station one intrigues by the way the metro has been carved out of dense fabric. It appears like serpent, scalping & negotiating through hashes. It sometimes appears precarious, sometimes entertaining as new high rises are lined up across the metro with plazas facing the track. I am not sure about what is it destined for, but Mumbai can not be imagined to be far from what you experience in Bangkok. The high rises appear to be moving from metro line to water canal where you see native life of real Bangkok almost similar to Gaothon in Mumbai, slowly and steadily it erases for capital reform.
Almost after five years of its inception the local mode of transport (auto) has become symbol of joy ride which is more expensive than the Toyota Corolla Metered cabs. It is becoming an imperative that successive generation makes preceding one a niche able commodity.