“Life is a race”
Isn’t it an oft-quoted line whether in life or while watching ‘3 idiots’? This race of life, for life and by life can be viewed the best at the interchange of two metro stations when you’re in Delhi or Kolkata, or in the local trains of Mumbai, the weekly street market of the localities, or while standing at an overbridge of a highway and observing the movements of vehicles. Well, the perfect timing to witness this runaway life is the office timing in metro cities.
Apart from that, a particular kind of race starts at 10 and 11 in the morning each day. You might be rummaging across several possibilities. Is it the race belonging to the school, college, or office or to locate vacant washrooms in the hostel?
Scrutinize your brain a bit. Wait I’ll help!
At that time, there is a great rush at the railway ticket counters. People line up in a queue since morning, waiting patiently for the clock to strike 10 or 11. The booking clerk also awaits a similar time. Both sides are equally anxious. Hands move mechanically and as fastly as it can over the system. The blood pressure rises abnormally. Within five minutes, the fate of the person gets decided. Either he leaves the counter with a smiling face or a sullen one. The one with a smiling face feels a sense of victory as if won a battle. A parallel story runs at cyber cafes, and at homes also. Instead of waiting in the queue, they wait over their system, having a fast internet connection.
I think you have a clue now!
Doesn’t this happen at the time of Tatkal ticket; 10 am for AC and 11 am for sleeper!!
-Shashank
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