How to ruin a seemingly perfect day or literally any moment in Bangalore

I know I am not a child who can pray for Santa to grant her wishes or run to the parents everytime there is something to wish for or get help for (who are the real Santa by the way).
What I am is -  'An increasingly and extremely frustrated adult' who can just whine by writing few words now-and-then like this. Although, at this very moment, all I wholeheartedly wish is for Santa to grant me a musical instrument or whatever, as I want to be the infamous Pied Piper so desperately! The only difference would be that I would not be leading rats or children down a hill but all the pompous auto drivers from Bangalore.

And mind you, for the benefit of the common, helpess masses like me, who don't own a vehicle or don't know how to ride one, and for whom their little legs are all that they have to take them to places (wantedly or unwantedly!), I am willing to fall down the hill myself with the rude, ignorant, greedy, self absorbed, ' wahan se wapas ride nai milega', 'nahi jaega', 'Cash do to chalega' , ride cancelleing, boisterous gang of khakhi clad proud for 'God knows what' drivers for the betterment of all!

Misters,
You won't go in 'Meter', You won't accept rides, You charge like your auto is no less than an iPhone, Your attitude is like Elon Musk and Elon at least has loads of reasons to have some. Now a days you have started beating and threatening the Uber/Rapido/Ola bike drivers too! They are the few drivers who accept rides and are a (reluctant) option to travel at least.  YOU take away their keys and slap them! HOW DARE YOU ! Nincompoop goons is all that you are and should be ashamed.
You are what people ruin their day for. You are that recipie. And I am writing all this with a burning desire to lead you all down a hill so that howmuchever you accelerate your beloved auto, you can't come back up you Mfs.

With No Regards,
A girl whose favorite ride used to be an auto.