T-I-I....

We've taken many a picture of the street where we live. Photos when we arrived, the many wedding and the many festival processions, friends and family coming and going, our first monsoon flood... But today I think we have the winner.
Before dawn this morning, say 5am, there was a bloody grate crashing sound followed by the sound of a truck engine revving. We jumped up to see the what was the making all the noise only to see the truck speeding off lowering its tray after dumping a pile of building rubble right on the street below. It is not uncommon to see rubble strewn around building sites but this is new in the Mumbai Madness...

The added bonus in the pic is the scene we see so much of but still don't fully understand. Grown men and teenage boys holding hands in public like lovers that cannot bear physical separation from each other. This, in the same society where even incidental contact between the opposite sexes is still taboo.
Yup, T-I-I...This is India...