Standing at the bus stop as early as 7:20am when traffic jams are supposed to be non existent, i hear buses, cars, trucks, scooterists honking away to glory. In a span of five-ten minutes i observe people spitting ..yikes!! n the spit in all possible colors and some of the "sophisticated ones" who probably had no time for daily routines munch some mouth freshener ,to be discarded on the road. These people constitute the so called "educated people" with all the collars and tags along with the others masses. Next, i see people of all genders especially "sophisticated and educated ones" puffing away early morning adding to the inconvenience of others in spite of the GOVERNMENT rule imposed-"smoking banned in public areas". Maybe some one should take them back to primary school to learn to read and listen.
I soon board my private bus to the office expecting not to be bothered about the "small little" stuff. However my mind refuses to stop. First coming to the basic courtesy of sitting in the bus-- no one owns the entire seat, yet people love to spread their legs wide apart n sit along with their bags at their side...and a request to move the bag gives a look of- "OK i will do you this favour"!!!! Once seated, at the next pick up point, i get jolted by people walking into the bus with their bags on their shoulders,could someone tell them--this is not a platform for ramp walk. Then i notice my bus mate following the mantra of - An apple a day keeps the doctor away- not bad so far but the next action of throwing away the leftovers on the road on some poor creature without hesitation, disgusting!!!
Once i reach my destination , it takes me a while to enter my second home as people are busy trying to -who can get in first- without forming a queue. The rest of the day is smooth except for certain things i find it difficult to digest during eating hours-- why do people have to shout out their plans/future/gossip etc for everyone to hear, its not a public talk that everyone must know or be aware of, second why cant people eat in a civilian fashion rather than dropping all the chutney/sambhar/vegetables/kurma as they walk along or on the tables-- is it so difficult to maneuver the coordination between the five fingers?
Finally my day of observations come to an end and in the evening i again get to see the same rituals performed in the morning. And am left wondering why cant people have the basic courtesy and common sense?
