As I stopped at a ‘traffic signal’, a Hyundai Sonata pulled up beside me. The door opened and a man attired in an expensive suit spat out a mouthful of paan tainted saliva on the road. It’s pity that along with all the wealth and education, he forgot to pick up some civic sense. Someday, I wanna stuff myself with paan, walk to his car, open his rear door and squish his seats with my mouthful. A taste of his own medicine.