Dehradun, Feb. 1 -- Beautiful legs, no.11. The thought flashed through my mind as I tried to extricate myself from the web of snarling traffic that entrapped me. Beautiful, no longer. In their place there are tired legs, wobbly legs, jittery legs, don't know where to walk or stand legs, confused legs. Look at me. I am the owner of these legs that you are reading about. I am your everyday lowly pedestrian. Unassuming to a fault. I am constantly being overwhelmed by traffic and rude horns from all sides. I know what you are going to say next. Why don't I walk on the footpaths? Well, I can't, because the footpaths are crowded too - with cars and scooters parked on them and, in many cases, carts and people selling wares. What about inside the...