Notes About Delhi – I
Currently residing in a city called Delhi, I am. Observing, then snickering, and laughing, and commenting, I am. Jot these down, I must.
Have a lot of disparate things to say, so I’ll just jot them down in an ugly stream of numerically-labeled bullet points. Really ugly.
- Some Delhi roads are clean, flanked by usable sidewalks, and have well-maintained flora and fauna in-between the dividers. Starting from the time I was born on this earth, I have never seen such a sight. It makes you feel proud. It moves you. Trust me.
- The trip from the domestic airport terminal to my parent’s home, measured gate-to-door, is exactly 17 minutes. It’s difficult to comprehend, I know, especially for someone like me, coming from Bangalore (1 hour and 35 minutes from door-to-gate in a cab).
- A famous school nearby has an upcoming Founder’s Day. Practice sessions start at 8:00 am everyday. Their speakers are so loud and their practice so repetitive that the songs used for their show are now engraved in my head.
- Also, one Mr. Aditya Lal was being scolded continuously for not standing straight, and not flapping his hands correctly. I feel bad for him. He suffered from a very public humiliation.
- My dog, one day, as we were returning late night, growled and barked and tore his lungs out at the beggar on the street. Dogs can detect untrustworthy elements. Consider this as proof.
- The Delhi Metro has mildly changed the general uncouth attitude that Delhi is known for. Seriously. People stand in queues at Rajiv Chowk to board the Metro, people get up for ladies and elders to sit. Inching closer to Mumbai-type ‘civility’, if that is a word.
- The Delhi Metro is full at 9:00 pm. A passenger joked that the only trains that are comfortable are the first and last ones of the day.
- Google Maps does not suggest the Metro routes yet. In Chicago they do a damn good job of mixing bus routes, the El (metro) routes, and the Metra (train) routes together. Google, I hope you’re listening.
More bits and pieces, with a little bit of salsa on it, to come in the next blog post!
I shall part with a ‘very Delhi’ quote I heard after a long time:
Ki farak penda?