Growing up in Shivajinagar, we never had a quiet moment near our house. The streets were always full of people and vehicles. One of our pastimes, therefore, was to cycle on Commercial Street on Sunday mornings. In the early 90s, most stores on Commercial Street stayed shut on Sundays. So in the mornings, the street was always silent and empty, allowing us children to cycle in peace. While that is my earliest memory of Commercial Street, in the recent past, I have visited Commercial Street mostly to go to Commercial Street police station. The road means police to me.
I think the fundamental point they make is that we are curse the street vendors and other road occupiers more than the car parkers. I guess all of them is wrong but there is a sense that cars dont belong to streets but people do. It certainly doesnt align with needs of most people on the internet but definitely a different perspective to see the roads as lively chaotic places of people instead of cars.