One person is killed on Mumbais superhighways every 15 hours, the worst preserve in India. In an attempt to get a traction on the chaos, the police are get digital recording fines electronically and installing CCTV. But will it stop people taking jeopardies?
For 30 times after she was hit, Archana Pandya lay bleeding on a superhighway in the busy Mumbai suburb of Goregaon. The 22 -year-old, who had just started a new job, was on her mode home from undertaking when she was the victim of a hit-and-run. She died of her hurts. There were a lot of people there, and it happened right opposite a police headquarters, but no one came forward to help, says her brother Siddharth Pandya. Its not the roads; in India, its the person or persons the hell is unsafe.
Pandya was one of 586 parties killed in road accidents in Mumbai in 2015, the equivalent of one death every 15 hours. Another 2,034 were seriously injured. The long response times of ambulances and emergency vehicles, coupled with the unwillingness of viewers to facilitate street casualties for panic of being detained by police and hospitals, contribute to slow, distressing deaths for hundreds of beings every year. As a outcome, Mumbai a city with approximately the same number of cars as London, but more than four times the number of road fatalities has become known as Indias crash capital. In 2015 there used to be 23,468 recorded congestion conflicts: the highest in the country.
The citys urban geography has helped spawn a culture of negligent driving. Vehicles zigzag through dense traffic jam, cutting paths, engulf from the left or zipping past red lights. Operators are well aware that criminal penalties are small and the the opportunities of getting caught are low. Many scoff at the idea of wearing a seatbelt, while others casually take phone calls and react text meanings as they steer through the maze of cars.
These lax attitudes and dangerous driving garbs are spawned right from the driving experiment, which exists mainly as a formality and is readily smoothed with a small bribe. Aditi Deopujari, a Mumbai resident who got her “drivers licence” in 2000, clarifies: I was part of a driving institution that had a setup with the Motor Vehicles Department[ which issues licences ]. I proved up and had some pattern rounds, but never had to sit the exam or had any written research regarding the rules. I just got handed the licence. Another resident, who asked to remain anonymous, says: I literally had to drive five metres forwards, and then five metres reversal. That was it, I passed.