"Doors closing" ... tututututututut ... whamm.
"Next Station, City Hall Interchange" - says the recorded voice.
I am looking around for a corner to stand & cover few more pages of "Fountainhead" before getting down at "Raffles Place Interchange". Everybody is quiet & quite busy within themselves. Hardly would you notice someone staring at you, something I am not used to, being from Delhi. In the last two months' travel, I have hardly ever spoken to anybody in MRT (i.e. Metro to Delhiites).
Couples can be seen arms in arms. Mothers taking children to school. Workers going for the construction site, & am travelling to the software factory. Nobody is rushing for a seat, though many are standing. Say "sorry" if your existence bothers someone. Even if it's just a gentle unintentional touch or push. I try to imagine the same in Delhi, & it turns to nightmare.
Couples can be seen arms in arms. Mothers taking children to school. Workers going for the construction site, & am travelling to the software factory. Nobody is rushing for a seat, though many are standing. Say "sorry" if your existence bothers someone. Even if it's just a gentle unintentional touch or push. I try to imagine the same in Delhi, & it turns to nightmare.
This is what I experience every morning & evening while commuting to & from my office & home. It's been more than 2 months since I shifted here in Singapore, the city of possibilities.
While being in Delhi, I always dreamt of life like that... Nobody bothering nobody. No starings to good-looking Delhi girls. Courtesy for children & elderly. Vast metro coverage. Buses as a commuting option. Smoothly moving traffic, & most important of all, disciplined, law-fearing citizens & strict law & order.
I always wonder whether we can ever enjoy a good system in Delhi.
Today, it being the 60th Independence Day, I am missing the fun I used to have back in India. Along with my brother, I used to be one of the million citizens, flying kites to mark the celebrations. This year he must be celebrating with his friends. As for me, it's just another working day.
Today, it being the 60th Independence Day, I am missing the fun I used to have back in India. Along with my brother, I used to be one of the million citizens, flying kites to mark the celebrations. This year he must be celebrating with his friends. As for me, it's just another working day.
May God bless our country & countrymen with peace & prosperity
