Sealdah station.
It’s a Saturday…and hence a holiday for many.
The time is midday.
I was travelling upstream…which meant the rush should be in the opposite direction
(I just read it again and got how it sounds. I’m not that abominable that me travelling in one direction compels people to choose the other direction. I meant that during that particular hour on a Saturday most people travel downstream to return home from work.)
So the platform should be relatively deserted.
And yet…what did I find?
People (spreading objectionable odours) in multitudes jostling every where…crowding into your breathing space. It was getting scary…I’m no Geet from Jab We Met and crowds make me feel very claustrophobic and stir my instincts to run. (...that I feel like running away from every single thing that doesn’t conform to the dogmatic whims designed by me is an entirely different issue.) On hindsight I should have wanted to fly…since there wasn’t any space to allow me a sprint…(see how I can’t think properly even in purported emergencies…pitiful and disgusting.)
But it made me sit up and wonder…Indians need to look into this serious problem of over flowing population…admitted that India is the 7th largest country but does it really mean that we need to occupy every square femtometre of space available?
PS: When the father of the nation promotes “Do or die” could we really blame the Indians for choosing the much easier first option???
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