Sample taken from newspaper ‘Adyar Talk’, 26 July – 1 Aug, 2008 by K Balakumar:
‘Our grouse was that the auto’s don’t have any lane-discipline and generally move about as if they were powered by engines working on the Brownian theory of random movement, which should state that the speed of any auto is determined by the fate of the person that it runs into. But suddenly we have to grapple with share-autos that doubtless work on the Brownian theory of EVEN MORE random movement, which exactly is no theory but just a random happening beyond the continuum of physics and traffic laws.’
If you have a conversation with a person visiting Chennai for the first time, there is very little chance you would NOT hear complaints about our ‘Baashas’. Chancing upon the fact that the visitors would not know tamil, they would charge even more. They are also notorious for never using the ‘meter’ (Which is good many times – otherwise, he would take you on a Chennai yatra irrespective of your destination!), abusing you, being very arrogant, refusing to go to your destination, driving very rash, rowdyism etc.
There are some standard guidelines for handing Chennai auto walas – Know the distance of the destination so that you can bargain, do not ‘sound’ like an out stationer, never go by the meter, always bargain with him (Walking away usually works), never get into the autorickshaw until the price is settled, never ask fellow-auto drivers - they almost always back their colleagues. In fact, Chennai would probably be the only place where the difference between auto rickshaw & call-taxi fares is negligible!
Thinking about it, I’ve always wondered – Why is it so bad in Chennai? In Delhi, everybody plies by the meter, and none of them are tampered. They agree to go even to nearby locations. They run on CNG, and are very reasonable. It’s even better in other cities like Mumbai / Bangalore / Pune / Ahmedabad /Bhubaneshwar, where the meter rate is fixed & the driver would even return change of 1 Rupee!
To go from my house to Tidel Park, which is around 1.5 Km, no auto rickshaw would come for anything less than Rs. 30 – amazing. Now what exactly gives the auto rickshaws such clout? The Chennai Public transport is pretty good – the bus/train/MRTS network in Chennai does a pretty nice job. But because it is convenient, these guys get their (more than good) share of business. But why are they so arrogant? It’s because they have a lot of clout. How come they wield so much clout? That’s because most of them are owned by politicians/police/RTO personnel. So irrespective of which government rules, irrespective of how much people crib, nothing much is expected to happen here. I am not too sure given this environment, how enforcement of price lists, ensuring non-tampering of meters etc. can be done… any ideas?!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Striking things about USA for Indians like me...
- Transportation - Bikes are more expensive than cars; Insurance is also much more expensive as it is more risky; It is usually owned by people who have the 'rich' love of riding bikes.. compare it to our 'Pulsar' & 'Splendour' owners! Travelling by train is more expensive than driving cars! California consumes more fuel than entire India! Americans usually drive in Big Cars - their love for SUVs is well known. 'Carpooling' - sharing of cars is given incentives by the Government, like separate lanes where cars move super fast. Lane driving is followed strictly in US, otherwise you could be given a ticket by the un-bribable policemen! However, if you have a legitimate case, you -can- contest these tickets at the court. Honking in US is considered to be rude! If you cannot drive a car/dot have a driving license, you are immobile because public transportation is way too expensive. Usually every family member will have his/her own car. Some cities like New York, are however, well connected by public transport
- Income Tax - There exist different taxes for different states - Some states have zero income tax!! Imagine if we had some state like that in India, how populous that would become!
- Medicine/Medical service is so expensive, one cannot survive without Medical insurance - Doctor as a profession is awesome! Even lawyers are highly paid in US
- Infastructure is so awesome in US, even in small 'rural' areas - Roads/Signals/Water/Electricity/Bridges/Lighting etc. - everything is available in plenty
- Labour is very expensive in US - Haircuts cost no less than 10-15$!! This explains the rationale behind self-service Petrol pumps, automated Car washes - This is exactly opposite of India, where labour is SO cheap! Tipping etiquettes: You better give decent tips - not less than 10% - otherwise you would be scorned at! It is not demeaning to work as a waiter/other 'low-end' jobs, they are respected equally. It is impossible to repair a radio in US, easier/cheaper to replace it!
- Entertainment Parks / Tourism are SO awesome, why don't we have such parks in India? I have always wondered why we do not have world-class entertainment, especially for we indians, who seem to love entertainment. It is also such a naturally gifted country -such beautiful beaches/trees/rivers/flora & fauna .. the list is endless
- Respect for Humanity - Irrespective of your status/race/colour, you would be treated with equal respect (most of the time). Americans are very pleasant minded people, they would smilingly greet you when you pass by. Strictly no pushing/shoving in queues! However, the family value system is extremely bad, children manage by themselves after school & move out of their house after school. Indians win by a big margin here!!
- Everything operational is opposite to India - Switches have to be pushed down to OFF, pushed up to ON, lane dicipline is opposite is exactly opposite to India - This is because they are against the British system, which we are used to.
- In US, one can use mobile phones while driving in a car, and can also use mobile phones inside flights as soon as it lands!
- Definition of Vegetarians is very different there - It's very difficult for an Indian vegetarian there.. Americans also eat very fatty/junk food - Burgers/Pizzas with loads of cheese. They also eat helluva lot. Maybe thats why they are natuarally much bigger than us. They love cloas - A 'small' size cola in US = A 'double large' size cola in India
- Americans love weekends & believe in enjoying life to the fullest - they go in huge caravans/huge SUVs during weekends. They also love outdoor sports. They also spend their weekends watching basketball/baseball. The entire country is glued to the TV during the 'Big Bowl'
- Shopping in America is an awesome experience, the size of some stores & variety available is unbelievable. Some of the sales like Thanksgiving/Christmas sales are eye-dropping. Online shopping / shopping research really helps in getting a good deal.
- Americans are intensely proud of their country. You can see it everywhere you go. I think we should be more proud of our country than what we seem to be.
- Work Culture - Many Americans leave on Friday afternoons, to prepare for the weekend partying! They rarely/never work over time, and definitely no working on weekends!! Americans have holidays for strange occasions - like Mothers Day, Fathers day and so on. Indian companies - Please learn from them!
- People do not like to be asked too many personal questions, everybody needs their personal space. If you get too personal, it is considered rude ! they would get offended and ask you to back off!
- In education, Public schools are more expensive than Private schools. Quality of education is very high, but very expensive. Landing an Financial aid is difficult, students do all kinds of odd jobs to meet their expenses
- Telecom - They have very strange plans - like free weekend talk plans, usually there are charges for incoming calls! You do get fancy handsets for cheap prices, but plans are expensive! Telecom charges are approx 10 times that of India - where it is cheapest in the world!
- Any defective products which are sold are unconditionally accepted back & replacements given without any smirks at US stores, no questions asked!
- Love is the defacto method for marriage, there is no concept of arranged marriage. If you dont find a partner yourself, you are deemed as a loser!
- Education is not given the highest prority like in India, children are free to do whatever they want. It is usual for children to start earning for their higher studies after school, as usually they take care of themselves after school (Imagine that happening in India!!)
- People in jail do social service like road laying, cleaning etc.
- All necessary information you would want is available on the internet - Especially information related to navigation is awesome - You would get accurate information on distance between 2 places, best way to get there etc.
- Public Libraries in US are amazing, they have an unbelievable collection
- Americans are very good at selling & marketing - Indians can learn a lot from them there
- Newspapers are very thick - They contain SO much of information!
- Government has quite a few incentives for people below the poverty line. It would be difficult for India to have such a policy, given its population
- People are allowed to touch & feel animals at the zoos, animals are treated with a lot of respect there
- There are no street dogs/cats that you will find on th streets. Similarly, there woould not be any mosquitoes (Wonder howcome?!) However, amazing dogs/cats can be seen as pets. Doggie-bags for usually used at Restaurant for taking left overs for their pets
- Dishwashers are very popular in US, wonder why they are not so popular in India!
- People do not cook food often there, they cook only a few times a week & store & heat them before eating. They are too busy with work/other activities, they do not spend as much time as us in the kitchen
Jajpur, Asia Pacific’s answer to New York
My job gives me the opportunity to travel to many places. Here's one such first-week experience... This was written in Nov/Dec 2005...
Jajpur, Asia Pacific’s answer to New York
The main intent of this document is to announce that APAC has finally found a reply to America’s Commercial capital. I figured this fact out this week, when I discovered India’s uncrowned jewel, Jajpur. Hidden in the hinterlands of Orissa, this sprawling metropolis is just a couple of hours drive from Bhubaneshwar.
Rewind to 14th November, 2005, 11 AM, I’m sitting at Delhi Airport, taking the Indian Airlines flight to Bhubaneshwar, on a 3 months assignment (if you are wondering why I’m traveling by IA, that’s because of the plethora of flying options to Bhubaneshwar from any city in India/World). My colleagues and I are having a chat about this new place and are wondering what would be in store @ Jajpur. As usual, the IA flight is late by an hour, and as usual, nobody (Other than the passengers) is unduly perturbed about it. After a never-ending wait, we board a flight where the average age of the air hostess is approximately 57.50 years. After we land from the slightly-more-sophisticated-bus, we see a building slightly smaller than a local town bus depot; we learn it is the airport. As we pick up our cabin baggage and go outside, the surroundings and automobiles around the “airport” remind us of the Delhi before independence. We board the car and are on the way through Bhubaneshwar city... all of us find the written form of Oriya language pretty awesome, everything is round, wish I had learnt Oriya before; at least I would have been good at drawing. Jajpur, here we come!
There are many indicators to the prosperity of a place, and the fact that throughout the 2 hour journey from Bhubaneshwar to Jajpur, I couldn’t find a single signboard mentioning “Jajpur” - which reassured me that this city isn’t exactly the epicentre of the global map. Just as we were nearing Jajpur, we were having a casual chat with the driver and enquiring about the place. On the way, as he was driving, he pointed his hand to the left side of the road, and casually said, “See that snake, it’s sleeping”. Needless to say, he was the only person who answered Nature’s call by the road side after 5 minutes. For us, clearly, irrespective of the need, control was not an option, it was imperative.
As we approached Jajpur, I saw the most number of contiguous trucks I’ve seen in my entire life (Other than some Tamil movies where a hero and heroine dance in front of such a huge line of trucks) lined up on both sides of the road. (If you already have got some inkling about the place, you would have realized that the road would not exactly have been as wide as a four lane express way). The line of trucks extends for a few kilometers, cutting across railway lines too (Pity the trains which would have to wait for the jam to clear!). I am told that such jams are the norm here and it took us around an hour to clear that place, thanks to the exploits of the driver, who went into the irrigation fields, and drove the Indica over a 30-35 degree elevation – Mr. Ratan Tata would have been proud to hear this about his product (Though for a moment I was thinking about my medical insurance policy). When my boss wanted to get down from the car to find out about the cause of the jam, he was warned by the driver that he might get beaten up as soon as he gets down by the truck drivers, who have a strong Truck Union here. We finally reached the guest house (where we were going to be put up) in the night. After dinner, when I enquired with the person at the guest house if it was safe enough to go for a walk, he recommended that we wear shoes. When I asked him why, he said that there are a few snakes around, and wearing shoes might be a good idea. Do I need to say that we went straight to the bed?
After we woke up the next day, we got to see the real “city” … many major cities in the country have problems with bad roads, but Jajpur doesn’t have this problem, as there aren’t any. There are many craters on the dusty path though, and I’m sure that these tracks could be used by the ARAI (Automotive Research Association of India) for testing purposes; the automobile service centres here have got to be doing roaring business here. Between the guest house and the office, we need to cross a small bridge – and if there is a trickle of rain, the water gushes above the bridge and you will be taken on a free ride on to the Mahanadi River, if you so wish. How exciting! In such scenarios, the not-so-adventurous will have to take a slightly roundabout route, which is only 80 Kms more.
Another peculiarity about this place is the red soil – no I’m not talking about the red soil on the ground, here whether you find love in the air or not, you will surely find red soil – everything around you would be red - red fans, red chairs, red computer monitors, red Xerox machines, and red tube lights (Giving red rays of light!). Since this place is rich with iron ore, Lorries carry this and distribute it (Pretty evenly, I thought) all around the place. I have seen smoke block visibility on city roads, but this is something else; with so much of iron in the air, its good business for ENT specialists here too!! As you might expect, this place is well wired on to the modern world too. Forget my Reliance connection not catching signals at most places, even the BSNL mobile connection given by the company cuts off at many places, the most prominent among them being right below the BSNL Telecom tower.
The daily newspaper at Jajpur arrives in the early afternoon, and there are around 20 cable channels which are detected (Out of which around 15 would be Doordarshan-related Channels). The remaining private channels are unavailable for most part of the time. (Forget about private channels - Believe it or not, even DD 1 signals were not there for around 2 hours yesterday evening when we were trying to watch the cricket match). Yet to check out the Radio AM scenario (I am not allowed to even dream about FM now).
There is a village 5 Kms from here, where there is no infrastructure for electricity, people there have -never- used electricity in their homes… I will definitely have to see this marvel with my own eyes before I leave Jajpur. In Jajpur, once in a while you may come across some streetlights, but you will never come across any policeman, at least I haven’t seen one thus far. I was going to crib about the guest house accommodation, but I shut up after somebody told me that the culture in Orissa is that for every 4 living rooms, there is one bathroom (We fondly call it the 4:1 Ratio). I also had a chance to see Jajpur’s main, biggest road, (Akin to Bangalore’s Brigade Road). It had approximately 10-15 small shops and I had a chance to see a total of around 20 human beings there.
The views mentioned above are purely based on what I have personally encountered in a mere one week’s time, and am looking forward to many more! Till then, you can continue to be jealous of my condition and MY place (Getting a little possessive now). I hope that after reading this document you are now convinced that Jajpur is Asia’s reply to America’s NY!
Jajpur, Asia Pacific’s answer to New York
The main intent of this document is to announce that APAC has finally found a reply to America’s Commercial capital. I figured this fact out this week, when I discovered India’s uncrowned jewel, Jajpur. Hidden in the hinterlands of Orissa, this sprawling metropolis is just a couple of hours drive from Bhubaneshwar.
Rewind to 14th November, 2005, 11 AM, I’m sitting at Delhi Airport, taking the Indian Airlines flight to Bhubaneshwar, on a 3 months assignment (if you are wondering why I’m traveling by IA, that’s because of the plethora of flying options to Bhubaneshwar from any city in India/World). My colleagues and I are having a chat about this new place and are wondering what would be in store @ Jajpur. As usual, the IA flight is late by an hour, and as usual, nobody (Other than the passengers) is unduly perturbed about it. After a never-ending wait, we board a flight where the average age of the air hostess is approximately 57.50 years. After we land from the slightly-more-sophisticated-bus, we see a building slightly smaller than a local town bus depot; we learn it is the airport. As we pick up our cabin baggage and go outside, the surroundings and automobiles around the “airport” remind us of the Delhi before independence. We board the car and are on the way through Bhubaneshwar city... all of us find the written form of Oriya language pretty awesome, everything is round, wish I had learnt Oriya before; at least I would have been good at drawing. Jajpur, here we come!
There are many indicators to the prosperity of a place, and the fact that throughout the 2 hour journey from Bhubaneshwar to Jajpur, I couldn’t find a single signboard mentioning “Jajpur” - which reassured me that this city isn’t exactly the epicentre of the global map. Just as we were nearing Jajpur, we were having a casual chat with the driver and enquiring about the place. On the way, as he was driving, he pointed his hand to the left side of the road, and casually said, “See that snake, it’s sleeping”. Needless to say, he was the only person who answered Nature’s call by the road side after 5 minutes. For us, clearly, irrespective of the need, control was not an option, it was imperative.
As we approached Jajpur, I saw the most number of contiguous trucks I’ve seen in my entire life (Other than some Tamil movies where a hero and heroine dance in front of such a huge line of trucks) lined up on both sides of the road. (If you already have got some inkling about the place, you would have realized that the road would not exactly have been as wide as a four lane express way). The line of trucks extends for a few kilometers, cutting across railway lines too (Pity the trains which would have to wait for the jam to clear!). I am told that such jams are the norm here and it took us around an hour to clear that place, thanks to the exploits of the driver, who went into the irrigation fields, and drove the Indica over a 30-35 degree elevation – Mr. Ratan Tata would have been proud to hear this about his product (Though for a moment I was thinking about my medical insurance policy). When my boss wanted to get down from the car to find out about the cause of the jam, he was warned by the driver that he might get beaten up as soon as he gets down by the truck drivers, who have a strong Truck Union here. We finally reached the guest house (where we were going to be put up) in the night. After dinner, when I enquired with the person at the guest house if it was safe enough to go for a walk, he recommended that we wear shoes. When I asked him why, he said that there are a few snakes around, and wearing shoes might be a good idea. Do I need to say that we went straight to the bed?
After we woke up the next day, we got to see the real “city” … many major cities in the country have problems with bad roads, but Jajpur doesn’t have this problem, as there aren’t any. There are many craters on the dusty path though, and I’m sure that these tracks could be used by the ARAI (Automotive Research Association of India) for testing purposes; the automobile service centres here have got to be doing roaring business here. Between the guest house and the office, we need to cross a small bridge – and if there is a trickle of rain, the water gushes above the bridge and you will be taken on a free ride on to the Mahanadi River, if you so wish. How exciting! In such scenarios, the not-so-adventurous will have to take a slightly roundabout route, which is only 80 Kms more.
Another peculiarity about this place is the red soil – no I’m not talking about the red soil on the ground, here whether you find love in the air or not, you will surely find red soil – everything around you would be red - red fans, red chairs, red computer monitors, red Xerox machines, and red tube lights (Giving red rays of light!). Since this place is rich with iron ore, Lorries carry this and distribute it (Pretty evenly, I thought) all around the place. I have seen smoke block visibility on city roads, but this is something else; with so much of iron in the air, its good business for ENT specialists here too!! As you might expect, this place is well wired on to the modern world too. Forget my Reliance connection not catching signals at most places, even the BSNL mobile connection given by the company cuts off at many places, the most prominent among them being right below the BSNL Telecom tower.
The daily newspaper at Jajpur arrives in the early afternoon, and there are around 20 cable channels which are detected (Out of which around 15 would be Doordarshan-related Channels). The remaining private channels are unavailable for most part of the time. (Forget about private channels - Believe it or not, even DD 1 signals were not there for around 2 hours yesterday evening when we were trying to watch the cricket match). Yet to check out the Radio AM scenario (I am not allowed to even dream about FM now).
There is a village 5 Kms from here, where there is no infrastructure for electricity, people there have -never- used electricity in their homes… I will definitely have to see this marvel with my own eyes before I leave Jajpur. In Jajpur, once in a while you may come across some streetlights, but you will never come across any policeman, at least I haven’t seen one thus far. I was going to crib about the guest house accommodation, but I shut up after somebody told me that the culture in Orissa is that for every 4 living rooms, there is one bathroom (We fondly call it the 4:1 Ratio). I also had a chance to see Jajpur’s main, biggest road, (Akin to Bangalore’s Brigade Road). It had approximately 10-15 small shops and I had a chance to see a total of around 20 human beings there.
The views mentioned above are purely based on what I have personally encountered in a mere one week’s time, and am looking forward to many more! Till then, you can continue to be jealous of my condition and MY place (Getting a little possessive now). I hope that after reading this document you are now convinced that Jajpur is Asia’s reply to America’s NY!
The Day I stopped wearing glasses
I wrote this article in June 2002, when I did the Zyoptix surgery, to get rid of my glasses..
The world became just a bit bigger from today, no longer do I see the world through an oval, vision-limiting tool.. From here on, I’ll have to worry more about not rubbing my eye for the next few months, rather than breaking my glasses… .No more fortnightly/monthly/yearly spectacle charges for daddy anymore, Vision Opticals will me mighty depressed now, he has lost out on his unerringly frequent, faithful customer. I don’t have to worry about searching for my glasses early in the morning, don’t have to worry about not seeing Daddy in the swimming pool every time I go for a swim, don’t have to worry about glasses falling off every time I look down from a terrace, leave alone seeing it tumble down an Indian toilet! This makes me a little more bear-able, at least visually. Also, I don’t need to constantly adjust my glasses falling off my nose, don’t need to frequently putting the lens back in the frame, and unsuccessful-searching for those minuscule lost screws off my frame. No more painful scars left by glasses, especially over my nose. Don’t have to lose a beat every time my glasses fall off when I play. My hair doesn’t get stuck in spectacles any more. No more do I need to pack-in a spare glass every time we go to Madurai, no more of those agonizing, excruciatingly boring waits at eye drops with eyes closed, with the bonus of terrible eye sight for the next few days. And yeah, don’t have to go on reading alphabets (gives you the feeling of an just-into-school kid )at the eye hospitals. I can be a pilot now (though that would rank among my last career options!) No more will people keep bothering me offering to clean the ever-dirty glasses, and no more would I have to wipe them every time I get off an AC car. Don’t have to remove my glasses every time I remove a tight shirt. Can sleep with a book now, no problems of sleeping with glasses on now. Will need to wear only one glass the next time I watch a 3-D movie. I wouldn’t switch channels if I see a Ray-ban advertisement on TV, for now I can visualize myself wearing one now….. Now all my friends who have waited to see so long to see the result of my eye surgery( In reality, to see if I was not blind after the surgery!) have got the green signal from this particular test case and would be further confused about going for the surgery or not. They're happy that I'm fine, and that the surgery is pretty effective, but sad that it's so expensive. But this also means I have no more excuses for poor driving, and many other associated escapisms... This is my New World… Love, Arvind P.S: This also means I can call you a Soda – Buddi, knowing that I have cleared that teaser from my name now ;)
The world became just a bit bigger from today, no longer do I see the world through an oval, vision-limiting tool.. From here on, I’ll have to worry more about not rubbing my eye for the next few months, rather than breaking my glasses… .No more fortnightly/monthly/yearly spectacle charges for daddy anymore, Vision Opticals will me mighty depressed now, he has lost out on his unerringly frequent, faithful customer. I don’t have to worry about searching for my glasses early in the morning, don’t have to worry about not seeing Daddy in the swimming pool every time I go for a swim, don’t have to worry about glasses falling off every time I look down from a terrace, leave alone seeing it tumble down an Indian toilet! This makes me a little more bear-able, at least visually. Also, I don’t need to constantly adjust my glasses falling off my nose, don’t need to frequently putting the lens back in the frame, and unsuccessful-searching for those minuscule lost screws off my frame. No more painful scars left by glasses, especially over my nose. Don’t have to lose a beat every time my glasses fall off when I play. My hair doesn’t get stuck in spectacles any more. No more do I need to pack-in a spare glass every time we go to Madurai, no more of those agonizing, excruciatingly boring waits at eye drops with eyes closed, with the bonus of terrible eye sight for the next few days. And yeah, don’t have to go on reading alphabets (gives you the feeling of an just-into-school kid )at the eye hospitals. I can be a pilot now (though that would rank among my last career options!) No more will people keep bothering me offering to clean the ever-dirty glasses, and no more would I have to wipe them every time I get off an AC car. Don’t have to remove my glasses every time I remove a tight shirt. Can sleep with a book now, no problems of sleeping with glasses on now. Will need to wear only one glass the next time I watch a 3-D movie. I wouldn’t switch channels if I see a Ray-ban advertisement on TV, for now I can visualize myself wearing one now….. Now all my friends who have waited to see so long to see the result of my eye surgery( In reality, to see if I was not blind after the surgery!) have got the green signal from this particular test case and would be further confused about going for the surgery or not. They're happy that I'm fine, and that the surgery is pretty effective, but sad that it's so expensive. But this also means I have no more excuses for poor driving, and many other associated escapisms... This is my New World… Love, Arvind P.S: This also means I can call you a Soda – Buddi, knowing that I have cleared that teaser from my name now ;)
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