Revering Rev

It was about 44 degrees outside... The heat was killing me... I was riding on my middle-class, less luxurious, high mileage-yielding bike on the six lane road. The hot puffs of air hitting my face made me want to just quit driving and find some shade to simply lie down. I had quite a distance to go and my speed startled me. The traffic light was about to turn red and there were two cars ahead of me. These cars were in front of me for the past half an hour. Both were built for vrooming speeds and looked like hot super models of the car-world.
I had to get past these cars at any cost or I would be stuck there for the next 65 seconds without movement. So, I recklessly squeezed my slimbie between the two awesome upholstry clad beasts and zoomed past them just escaping when the signal was
orange.
Aahhh.... freedom.... finally ... I was able to ride in the second gear!
I pitied all those other motorists who had to stay there on a beautiful, smooth, six-lane track and yet not even move an inch because of the typical muscle fatiguing Hyderabadi traffic jam with hot polluted air all around them.
:(
There is some form of incompetence in our inspirational methodology...
1. We bring a Volvo bus but do not maintain the roads for it.
2. We bring an alcoholic cool culture but do not know the likes of it.
3. We mimic a slang but can't pull it off.

*For hell's sake, we elect a leader and do not even bother to check if he/she is doing his/her job.

PS: Boredom reigns!