Pygmy cars and drivers..!

Not everyone agrees that having odd and even cars running on different days is the right way to tackle the pollution problem: My friend Mc Craff who has an office in the United Nations building and oversees the various committees surprised me by telling me that a new committee had been formed to look into the problem of cars and pollution!
"Car emissions have become an universal problem, rivaling hunger and poverty! There isn't a city in the world which doesn't suffer from car pollution and its effects on driver and economy are disastrous!"
I agreed with my friend Mc Craff and asked whether I could observe a meeting of the committee which he rather reluctantly agreed to, "All discussions are top secret," he said and led me to a room where a group of men and women sat in stony silence, "What are they doing?" I asked.
"Meditating!" said Mc Craff.
"Why?" I asked incredulously.
"It was a method suggested by a member in the last meeting," whispered Mc Craff to me, "whereby the driver and passengers in the car could get into a meditative trance every time there is a traffic jam!"
Suddenly one of the members jumped out of her trance like state, "No," she screamed, "we can't do this, it's like going to sleep instead of facing a problem, also we may not wake up even after the pollution’s cleared!"
The members got up sleepily and looked at each other sheepishly, "I guess we need to look for a better idea!" said a lady who appeared to be the chairperson of the emissions committee.
"I have ze solution to ze problem!" said an old gentleman in the group who looked a little like a mad scientist as he got up brandishing a syringe filled with a red liquid.
"What is it Dr Nutschell?" asked the chairperson.
"Inject this into everybody!"
"What does it do?" asked the chairperson who seemed like she wanted to get back into her former trance like state rather than listen to the German scientist.
"It weel reduce de size of people!" he said triumphantly and got everybody in the room out of their trance like state. "With these chemical I can shrink all people to one third their size. So cars can be made smaller and there weel be only leetle pollution!” He looked  at the people around him waiting for the applause and seemed confused there was none.  "You are not understanding?" he asked.
"Of course we are!" said the chairperson as she looked at the other members in the room.
"Then wat eese de problem?" asked Professor Nutschell as he waved the syringe.
"The problem professor," said the chairperson, "is do you have enough of your chemical to shrink everybody in the world?"
"Impossible!" hissed the professor, "there eese just enough to shrink all de drivers!"
"And what about the rest?" asked everybody in the room.
"Ye gads!" exclaimed the scientist, "why should I shrink de people who are not creating pollution?"
I walked out of the room with my friend Mc Craff, "Meditation helps!" I exclaimed, "otherwise your UN committee would have accepted the mad doctor's recommendation and we would've had half the world pygmies and the other half giants!"
"Yeah but the other solution is your Kejriwal’s and the way he’s going at Modi, I’m not sure he and the nutty professor are not in the same boat..!" grinned my fictitious friend.
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Pygmy cars and drivers..!

Not everyone agrees that having odd and even cars running on different days is the right way to tackle the pollution problem: My friend Mc Craff who has an office in the United Nations building and oversees the various committees surprised me by telling me that a new committee had been formed to look into the problem of cars and pollution! Car emissions have become an universal problem, rivaling hunger and poverty! There isnt a city in the world which doesnt suffer from car pollution and its effects on driver and economy are disastrous! I agreed with my friend Mc Craff and asked whether I could observe a meeting of the committee which he rather reluctantly agreed to, All discussions are top secret, he said and led me to a room where a group of men and women sat in stony silence, What are they doing? I asked. Meditating! said Mc Craff. Why? I asked incredulously. It was a method suggested by a member in the last meeting, whispered Mc Craff to me, whereby the driver and passengers in the car could get into a meditative trance every time there is a traffic jam! Suddenly one of the members jumped out of her trance like state, No, she screamed, we cant do this, its like going to sleep instead of facing a problem, also we may not wake up even after the pollutions cleared! The members got up sleepily and looked at each other sheepishly, I guess we need to look for a better idea! said a lady who appeared to be the chairperson of the emissions committee. I have ze solution to ze problem! said an old gentleman in the group who looked a little like a mad scientist as he got up brandishing a syringe filled with a red liquid. What is it Dr Nutschell? asked the chairperson. Inject this into everybody! What does it do? asked the chairperson who seemed like she wanted to get back into her former trance like state rather than listen to the German scientist. It weel reduce de size of people! he said triumphantly and got everybody in the room out of their trance like state. With these chemical I can shrink all people to one third their size. So cars can be made smaller and there weel be only leetle pollution! He looked at the people around him waiting for the applause and seemed confused there was none. You are not understanding? he asked. Of course we are! said the chairperson as she looked at the other members in the room. Then wat eese de problem? asked Professor Nutschell as he waved the syringe. The problem professor, said the chairperson, is do you have enough of your chemical to shrink everybody in the world? Impossible! hissed the professor, there eese just enough to shrink all de drivers! And what about the rest? asked everybody in the room. Ye gads! exclaimed the scientist, why should I shrink de people who are not creating pollution? I walked out of the room with my friend Mc Craff, Meditation helps! I exclaimed, otherwise your UN committee would have accepted the mad doctors recommendation and we wouldve had half the world pygmies and the other half giants! Yeah but the other solution is your Kejriwals and the way hes going at Modi, Im not sure he and the nutty professor are not in the same boat..! grinned my fictitious friend. [email protected]