The tragedy of commons is nowhere more visible than on our Indian streets. In his book, Games Indians Play, V. Raghunathan remarks that Indians are privately smart and publicly dumb. I have often myself manoeuvred the chaotic systems in our country in ways that are commonly and privately “accepted” but not politically and publicly acceptable – be it the footpath driving to avoid the maddening traffic, the throwing of handkerchief in an overcrowded public transport system, the odd greasing of palms to bypass the never-ending application process or even calling up a friend’s uncle to book a seat in the upcoming cricket match. If and when confronted by one of our morally upright Shaktimaan like friends, we say (we don’t say Sorry Shaktimaan), “This is how everyone works here”, or “Government should figure out a way to provide better”, or in the best case, “oh, I was in a hurry”. As a socialist nation, Indian since its independence has lifted millions out of poverty. It worked to a l
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