"Auto"
We shouted and hired an auto.
"Malad west" I said.
Driver turned the meter down and it started showing minimum fare and waiting time. We drove around 0.4 meter ahead and meter started showing waiting time. Yes, it was traffic jam ahead.
"It's because of Metro work going on" He said. "It was bound to happen." We didn't reply.
"Metro has affected our business a lot and so has new taxi companies nowadays." He left a sigh. We kept listening.
"It's really getting tough to survive in Mumbai. We will have to search another option of job or anything else if this continues. May be watchman or some kind of such job. At the end, we have to fulfill the family requirements. Education is also getting costly for children. What to do? You can't just blame destiny and cry over situation. One who has learned to survive in Mumbai can live anywhere in the world." He took a pause. We were already in pause mode.
"Never mind" He smiled. "At the end, it's good for common public. Traffic problem is gonna serious over days. When we look at benefits to most of the people, some difficulties has to be taken by some of them. So no complaints for anyone." He smiled again.
I wondered. He had no complaints. Life is meant to be like this. He hadn't planned for Metro or other competitive taxi services when he started with his Rickshaw. And he was not regretting over it. He left a sigh for the situation but didn't sat back. He was ready for life to come up with anything and he will face it with the best he can. Life comes with this "Auto" mode. Troubles, difficulties, unplanned events are bound to happen. Surviving is "Manual" and you have to ride it your way.
Meter "Auto"matically shifted from Waiting mode to Ride mode and started showing KMs travelled. Traffic was getting lighter ahead. We started feeling breeze. I heard someone shouting on the road ahead.
"Auto"...
Love - DJ.
We shouted and hired an auto.
"Malad west" I said.
Driver turned the meter down and it started showing minimum fare and waiting time. We drove around 0.4 meter ahead and meter started showing waiting time. Yes, it was traffic jam ahead.
"It's because of Metro work going on" He said. "It was bound to happen." We didn't reply.
"Metro has affected our business a lot and so has new taxi companies nowadays." He left a sigh. We kept listening.
"It's really getting tough to survive in Mumbai. We will have to search another option of job or anything else if this continues. May be watchman or some kind of such job. At the end, we have to fulfill the family requirements. Education is also getting costly for children. What to do? You can't just blame destiny and cry over situation. One who has learned to survive in Mumbai can live anywhere in the world." He took a pause. We were already in pause mode.
"Never mind" He smiled. "At the end, it's good for common public. Traffic problem is gonna serious over days. When we look at benefits to most of the people, some difficulties has to be taken by some of them. So no complaints for anyone." He smiled again.
I wondered. He had no complaints. Life is meant to be like this. He hadn't planned for Metro or other competitive taxi services when he started with his Rickshaw. And he was not regretting over it. He left a sigh for the situation but didn't sat back. He was ready for life to come up with anything and he will face it with the best he can. Life comes with this "Auto" mode. Troubles, difficulties, unplanned events are bound to happen. Surviving is "Manual" and you have to ride it your way.
Meter "Auto"matically shifted from Waiting mode to Ride mode and started showing KMs travelled. Traffic was getting lighter ahead. We started feeling breeze. I heard someone shouting on the road ahead.
"Auto"...
Love - DJ.
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