Minimum City

Thursday, 10 July 2008 11:42 essbee, onion uttapam news
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In the so-called 'Maximum City', the denizens battle daily for the bare minimum - a window seat in local trains, which function as arteries of the city keeping the city's economy ticking, rattling 6 million of its 18 millions inhabitants to their offices, shops, factories and sundry rat-holes. Mumbaikars regard the local trains as "life lines of Mumbai" and one can see origin of the term when one sees people hanging on for their dear life, as the train rambles along the well worn tracks. Every bit of space is taken up by the human specimen.  Even the roofs are not spared.

Watching the city commuters leap onto an arriving train is a tragicomic sight. In less than 20 seconds after a local train arrives on a platform, all the window seats get occupied. Commuters rush at a frantic speed knocking down any one and anything that comes in the way between them and the limited number of empty seats available. Only a lucky few, trained specialists in the art of grabbing window seats, manage to seize the prized seats, while the rest are left in the lurch. Unless the provider of luck, the mighty Jupiter is in exalted position in one's horoscope, the window seat is out of the reach of lesser mortals.

The lure of the window seat

For a Mumbai commuter, the window seat is the ultimate catch, a sort of nirvana at the end of a hard days work. The enthusiasm and energy with which every train commuter chases the elusive window seat, when a near empty train arrives at the terminus is a sight to behold. Those who fail to gain this all-important vantage position despite trying their best, experience severe trauma, feel sullen for the rest of their journey, the scars of loss lingering long enough to wreck their inner peace.

What makes the this ordinary looking piece of furniture posited adjacent to a window so alluring to the commuters of the city? Psychologists and the sociologists have long been puzzled by this strange phenomenon, by this incredibly bizarre attraction that the humble window seat holds for the commuters of the city.

Among all the window seats, the ones facing the direction of the motion of the train are considered the most prestigious ones since those who occupy these seats enjoy maximum breeze. Apart from the soothing current of air that hits your face immediately evaporating the sweat incurred in the process of stealing the seat, the window seat allows you the pleasure of turning your eyes away from the ugly faces of your fellow commuters and gaze meditatively at the beautiful scenery outside.

The scenery is of course not at all beautiful. In fact, most of the time it is damn ugly. During the morning rush hours, it gets even uglier since that is the time when a quarter of Mumbai's slum population descend on railway property to defecate out in the open, beside the railway tracks, forcing you to watch them empty their bowels.

Despite the dreadful sights that await the occupier of the window seat, he is expected to stare outside. Someone occupying a window seat and not starring out is considered a sadist who is out to deny the pleasure to the others. The scenery may be same, unchanging and dreary which you may have seen any number of times but having occupied the prized seat it is your duty to look out and do justice to the seat.

The window seat facing the tail end of the train compartment is a sort of a runner-up trophy. The seat next to the window in a train is a tricky one. It has a potential for upgradation or may turn out to be a damp squib. It is like working as a deputy to a boss who does not reveal his ambitions. If he quits or retires you may get promoted and if he doesn't you may have to quit or retire.

The seasoned hands, however, know whether the commuter occupying the exalted seat will quit or stay put for the entire journey. Several intricate calculations are required to be made to forecast whether the seat will get vacated or not.

If you are unlucky enough to not only not secure the window seat, but even the 4th seat, then you can take solace from the fringe benefits of traveling in Mumbai locals.

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Thursday, 10 July 2008
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