What happens when you cross a sloppy writing with an over-enthusiastic journalist ?

You get this piece, about the numerous accidents on a certain stretch of the Western Express-highway during full-moon nights.

Presenting some gems :

On full-moon nights, many policemen in the western suburb of Kandivli go mad. Worse, they confirm it.

“There is something mysterious about this part of the highway,” another officer says, despairingly.

“Utter nonsense and poppycock” is how some scientifically-bent policemen — and there are some — debunk the “superstition”

Says a dejected policeman, “As to why …

“On Poornima, Amavasya and Astami days these souls attack people intruding into their jurisdiction.“

“Oh! Really?” ask sceptics in disgust.

Or maybe we have another Dan Brown in the making in our very own backyard, says an excited me in excitement.

You should really read the entire thing.

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