The other day, I rubbed my hands together, and found that my right hand was colder than the left one. Since the sensation of coldness on the left hand is equivalent to the sensation of heat on the right hand, I can say that my pleasure was equivalent to my dismay. The overall reaction should have been neutral.
Humans don’t act that way. I felt coldness more than the heat. Maybe this is how pessimism should be defined. 
According to Mushtaq Ahmad Yousufi, Indian pedestrians would give way to the cycle rikshas and not to the cars. The anti-entitlement behavior can be seen here as well:
This guy has a green plate saying “Aam Shehri” (Common Citizen)
And this one says “Mein kuch nahin hoon” (I am nothing)
Then of course the poetic ones are there, in this case in its own good:
“Aai hoon Japan se, shehzor mera naam hai. Driver ho dil wala, bhagna mera kaam hai“
Then the reformists:
“Zameen kha gai aasman kese kese. Ye dunya dil lagne ki jaga nahin, ibrat ki jaga hai, tamasha nahin hai“
This last one has a little story to it. I parked my car at a place where some vip bullshit was gonna fly by, so the lifter was taking away my car. I threatened the police wala to do very bad to him if he didn’t stop that. Taking a pic of his number plate was one of my intimidating tactics. It didn’t work. 
There is nothing wrong with this guy’s number plate.
PS: If you are wondering that this post has an idiotic title, well it is. Those who have seen Comedy Central roast of William Shatner will recall Adam Corolla doing this line like “Space Humor! Hahahahaha!!!”
Nothing says benevolence like a public restroom with both Indian and Western toilet seats!
