Roundabouts are like our everyday lives. Sometimes, amidst a chaos of thoughts, we find clarity, an unobstructed path onward. We hurry and rush, constantly running the same circuitous path, hoping that, sooner or later, we wil find the exit to the speedway. Sometimes another traveller joins us, sometimes we join someone else. At times, we fumble together in the dark or live side by side. Still other times, we find an off-ramp. We leave the endless roundabout and park together for a while. Occasionally, there are accidents and obstacles in our lives. At such times, we wait for the green light or some sign to show us the way forward.