Thursday, November 04, 2010

Metro Blues

I, like another brick in the wall, am a huge fan of the Delhi Metro. Not going to get into the details, but it does save time, is convenient, and of course, is economical.
Now the women got their share, I just wish we got first class coaches too!

What makes me give such a flamboyant remark? Am terribly sick of the lack of discipline and our general attitude being ourselves!
I suppose every metro on the platform is possibly the last metro for the day, and so the intelligent co-boarders just have to board that, all the while dragging me inside. Please, let me live. Getting late to office is a worry for me too, but only when am alive.
Once inside, we tend to forget that the last time we took a bath was 22 years and 33 days back. And so we stink, coz homo-sapiens and every other organism have a common ancestor, and so we are related to the skunk too!
To give tribute to the movie Sholay, and “Ye haath mujhko de de thakur”, we even hold the holding bars above and the pole, just in case! We are not going to fall in such a huge rush, but we need to remember the huge sacrifice of Thakur too. And such remembrance, combined with our habit of saving water by not bathing, can actually lower population!
A huge rush plus a female- WOW! How can we not try and bump into her, and if chance permits, grope/grab her too? Heard recently, “They have made women departments still if the women enter, they should be abused.” And so, we the people of Delhi hereby give ourselves the right to do anything in this democracy!
And of course, we are modern people. We have iPods everywhere (every damn music player, even if it’s a cell phone” is an iPod. But we are social citizens. We listen to music at very high volumes, even with in-ear earphones. Already the crowded metro gives us humongous opportunities to be close to fellow citizens. So why not make our fellows listen the latest tracks too?

I should not actually rant, coz the metro ride, albeit full of rush, gives me immense entertainment in the ways mentioned above. Hell, it even reminds me of the theory “Survival of the fittest”!

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