Saturday, June 6, 2015

No Queues Please, We’re Indian



I was standing in line at the McDonald’s in Mumbai’s Vashi one day last week. I stood at one of the counters, behind a woman who was being served, and waited. A minute later, two young ladies came in. As I watched, they casually came and stood in line – in front of me. When I politely but firmly pointed out that I was in line, they first seemed surprised that I would have the bad manners to bring this up. Then, seeing the smoke emanating from my ears, they quickly apologized and went to stand at the back.

Ref: Prakash Singh/ Agence France-Presse/ Getty Images

We live in a hugely-populated, resource-constrained country. As a result of that, two things may be happening. One is that we’ve stood in so many queues during our lives, we’re tired of standing in queues and we just don’t want to do it anymore. The other is that we’ve seen that if we wait patiently in a queue, by the time our turn comes up, the item is sold out or “it’s break time”. Have you heard the saying, “Good things come to those who wait”? Not here, you haven’t. In this environment, he who hesitates is lost for sure. With 1.2 billion people eyeing the same McAloo Tikki, we can’t afford to stand in line.
It could also be because our society is very hierarchical. We intrinsically believe in inequality. Someone may have hallucinations of a flat world but ours is vertical – based on money, influence, education, caste, skin color, and the list goes on. We’ve all had the experience of waiting in a long line and seeing someone ushered through before us; no doubt a friend of the DM, GM, or PM. “First come, first served” has little meaning here. It’s more like “VIP come, VIP served.” If I’m more important than you, why should I stand in line behind you? My time is more precious and my needs more valid. Surely I deserve it faster, and more of it too.
But what happens to those of us who are not VIPs, or even IPs? Maybe we are just Ps. Then the trick is to pretend we’re more important than the other guys. Some clever man rightly said “If you can’t dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull****.” If you look important, you may get away with jumping the queue – most of the time.
A story I recently heard captures this well. In a busy airport, an airline check-in agent was trying to help a long queue of passengers. An important-looking man marched straight up to the counter and demanded to be served immediately because he had a flight to catch. The agent politely told him that all the people in line were waiting for the same flight so if he’d kindly stand in the queue, she’d be happy to help him. Angry, he asked her, “Do you know who I am?!” The agent looked at him, then switched on the intercom and made an announcement: “I have a gentleman here at the counter who does not know who he is.  Could someone please help him?” This received roars of laughter from the passengers waiting in line. The man was furious and said to the agent through clenched teeth: “F*** you!” She sweetly replied, “You’ll have to stand in line for that, too.”
Let’s face it: In India, jumping the queue can indeed be a useful survival skill. However, as India’s population continues to grow and resources become even more scarce, our ability to stand in a queue to await our turn – whether on foot waiting for water, in a store waiting for service, or in a car waiting for the green light –will not just grease the wheels of social interaction, it will allow products and services and traffic to flow more efficiently.
It could also prevent queue rage, road rage, and one day, perhaps, even riots in the street. But we’ll only consider standing in line if we see that there is some value in it. We need to see VIPs doing it, consistently and proudly, and taking only what is their due at their turn. And we need to see that by doing it ourselves, we’ll receive our due at our turn – whether that’s a place in school, a job, a hospital bed, a railway ticket, or a burger.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Hilarious Incidents We Delhi Metro Commuters Will Never Forget

The Delhi Metro is hailed as the lifeline of the capital. It's hard to imagine how people travelled in Delhi a decade ago with no metro trains around. Imagining taking 2 hours while changing three buses to reach destination! The metro rail is bliss for office goers, students, and shopaholics; just hop on to a metro train and travel comfortably in an air conditioned coach that will take you to work right on time on most days of the year.

There are certain unwritten rules of the Delhi metro that every daily commuter knows by heart. You will never find a place to sit during office hours, Rajiv Chowk is where the entire population of Delhi seems to gather when you most desperately need to get on a metro, and the Dwarka-Noida metro track will definitely have a technical snag if it rains in Delhi for more than 10 minutes.




I have got some real incidents that happened on the Delhi Metro that are funny, embarrassing, and will evoke a few giggles every time you read them.





You must always look perfect! “It happens every day, the moment the train enters the underground tunnel after  Qutb Minar  station, every girl in the compartment looks up and checks herself in the window (which has turned into a mirror because of the darkness outside). The whole thing is spontaneous, perfectly synchronized and independent of the rush”. 

Never mess with an angry woman. “This happened to one of my friend  at  Noida Sector  18. An angry lady was on the phone and entered the train. Everyone started starting at her. Just as the prompter was announcing that eating inside the train is prohibited, she opened a pack of Lay’s. The guy next to her stared at her again. This time she retorted "Aapko bhi chahiye kya?" And everyone looked away.”

It isn’t always a good day. “I had to go in the other direction from the platform I was on. I figured it was only 2 stations to the terminating station where the train would reverse its direction in my favour and I would be assured a definite seat. So I entered the last coach of the metro, found a seat and plugged in the earphones. On the reverse journey after the last station, I noticed only ladies were getting in but didn't bother. After 4 stations or so, a girl sitting opposite me got my attention and mouthed "women's coach". Had to stand for next 8 stations!”.

“I was on the Delhi metro sometime in January  this year waiting to make my way towards the door  when we arrived at Rajiv Chowk during the rush hour.  Rajiv Chowk is of course, the most crowded metro station in Delhi. I arrived at Rajiv Chowk and just  a  few seconds before the doors opened  to let one crowd out and another in, two guys near  the door  shouted 'Spartans! Prepare for glory!'”.

Here’s something we’ve all done at least once. “After the announcement, ‘DOORS WILL OPEN ON THE LEFT,’ I see people raising their hands to check which their left/right hand is!”.

“I once got a seat when I boarded the metro at Rajiv Chowk. Does that count as weird or funny?” Definitely counts as weird!

Thursday, July 3, 2014

8 problems only a 'middle berth train traveller' will understand !!!

Bags packed, and tickets confirmed! There's a certain sense of joy when the ordeal of booking tickets is sorted. The moment the train touches the platform, it is almost an Indian tradition to quickly latch on to one of the doors even before it stops. In a rush to get in first, there's jostling, an argument here and there, and the struggle to get your luggage on the train safely. You only heave a sigh of relief when you reach your seat after a series of 'excuse me's'.

A train journey is an adventure, especially when you're travelling alone at night. Covered from head to toe in a white bed sheet, the snoring competition between uncles begins almost immediately after the lights are turned off. And God forbid someone farts in the AC compartment! If you have a lower berth, everyone wants it. But what happens when you have a middle berth? Here are some typical middle-berth traveller problems:





1. Wait till the lower berth travellers allow you to sleep: They’ll sit there and chit-chat, completely oblivious to the fact that there’s someone waiting to hit the middle berth and doze off. All you can do is wait for them to make their beds on the lower berth or just bluntly tell them it’s past their bedtime.


2. Can’t sit because the lower berth travellers are still sleeping: And when you wake up next morning you won’t be able to sit because the lower berth travellers are fast asleep.


3. You can’t see outside to check which station it is: It’s 3 a.m., you want to check which station it is. But you’re on the middle berth and you can barely see anything beyond the tracks from up there. You try to listen carefully to the announcements, but there are none at all!


4. You fear what if the chains holding your berth broke: What if you just twisted one of those chains and they broke?! It is a common fear in some children and adults. This never really happens but the thought indeed, is scary.


5. You have the easiest access to the switchboard: That’s a good thing, right? You can charge your phone, and flick on the switch whenever you like!


6. Worrying about shoes and bags: Your luggage and shoes are stacked below. You have to wake up every now and then to check if someone hasn’t walked away with them!


7. Exchange seats: If you’re travelling alone and have an entire family around you, one of them will definitely request you to exchange your seat with another one 20 seats away. ‘Actually we had booked tickets together but our daughter got one at the other end. Could you please exchange since you’re travelling alone?’ .


8. You get to sit in the middle between two strangers: As much as you want to take the window seat, the uncles, aunties, or the kids won’t let you enjoy that view. So you sit in between strangers and just wait for the journey to end soon!