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Why Delhi pollution crisis is a social problem

Recently I read one of the reports in a leading magazine that Delhi has taken the place as the most polluted city in the world. How did things go so bad? I somehow feel that it is more a social problem than anything else. Here are my reasons:

Dishonest public transport:

If Mumbai autos can run on Meter, why can't autos in Delhi? Every time I try to take an auto I am worried that I might be looted in Delhi but never feel the same in Mumbai...why?

Big cars add to cool quotient

Why is it that buying big cars is a fad? Why do we connect success to the size of ones car and house. Why not connect the success with the amount of good the person is doing and his contributions to the welfare of the society?
The Delhi government is trying so hard to reduce the number of vehicles on road. But what about last mile connectivity? Why can't a system like Goa be developed where every biker doubles up as a taxi who in turn offers a lift to fellow passengers for a nominal charge? It's a win-win for both....

Safety

I have always heard that women don't feel safe in Delhi. Why? Can't we protect our women? Can't we ensure that our wives, mothers and sisters are safe?
I don't know but the more I think I feel it is not only infrastructure related but our pollution like many other problems is related to our mindset as a society. Unless we change our mindset, nothing can change.

The article and views are my personal views and in no way reflect the opinions or views of my past or present employers or associations.

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