Taxi driver

to be frank, i feel like 'taxi driver' at times...
he as the curse of his profession has to come around and around the same city along with its scum and its nasty dark face again and again...
scum,scum and scum everywhere...
prostitutes more in number than the pavement stones lining the road...
husbands busy spying their unfaithful wives...
pimps with their ugliest grin trying to fish out the customers for their holy business...
the so called lovers... making mock of the so called love by love making right behind him in his taxi's backseat...
tired of all this things all he has to escape is to his grimy lonely untidy room...
but there is an angel among the scum...
she has no boy friends... dresses in neat cloths... talking to her colleagues maintaining the necessary distance...
one day he walks straight into her and asks her out with utmost frankness... Impressed by his frankness she obliges...
taxi driver gets a breather from his mundane life in the company of this city's only angel!
as this clean hearted dump headed man doesn't know its not appropriate to take an angel to a theatre showing a porn movie... the only theatre he could afford and knows to exist,
that angel elegantly uses her wing to flew away from him... all his hearty apologizes where shrugged off with same elegance, he feels let down...
he plans to take revenge... of this sin city...
as the 'Rung de pasanthi' type of indian youths... he plan to assassinate the mayor of the city...
to whom he hold nothing against...
but he has to pin some one down... some thing down...
that some thing which pushed him in to the gutters... and which let all the scum to flow right at the centre of the city laughing mocking hurting teasing... this lonely lonely taxi driver!