Life In A Delhi Metro

"Kripaya darwaaze se hatkar khadey ho" a loud automated voice echoes through the speakers like a warning before the gates of war opens. Gluing their eyes to the gate people rushes towards it by dragging themselves out of the metro coach. Pushing and pulling onto each other meanwhile with a non caring attitude.

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The Delhi Metro Rail Corporation (DMRC) consists of several routes around Delhi-NCR like blue line, yellow line, red line and violet line. The daily travellers would know how metro has now become a routine part of our lives. As a student myself commuting daily via Delhi metro for more than two years, I cannot imagine my journey to any place, near or far, or its neighboring places in the city without it. Everyday you will notice students with their headphones on (some people have those magic earphones through which even you can also hear their eclectic choice of music), the office goers carrying their laptop bags with a straight face and dark circles, the Whatsapp addicted aunties who are always glued to their mobile phones, the book readers or those tourists carrying stone weighted luggage.

Sometimes I feel if I could act as an inspector and make the uncouth crowd board and de-board "decently".
"Agla station Rajiv Chowk hain" and as soon as this announcement is released, people brace themselves for the battle of - who will get out first and/or who will board first as if it is the last train of their lives. Talking about general metro rules, the brains of Indians (especially that of Delhiites) are renowned for lacking a civic sense of abiding by the rules. Charmingly ignoring the sign of 'Let the passengers de-board first' but they make their way by elbowing others hungrily eyeing on getting the golden moment of earning a seat in the metro. If seen from far it will look like a wild rugby match with bumping heads and trembling hands along with bodies sticking.

"Male passengers are requested not to sit in the seats reserved for women" this announcement obviously unheard, as all the men turn deaf as soon as they enter the train or as if they had put hands on their ears. In addition to this, the creepy stares from strangers are unforgetting to mention. I understand even men can get tired and want to sit but understand that Delhi metro has termed women as "weaker section." (pun intended)

The metro is a lifeline for the majority of fishes in this pond of a city. Starting the day with opening arms at the security check and frowning with sadness after getting out to witness the crowd. Then sliding up to the platform in search of an empty space or a short line to wait for the metro to arrive, so that cool air-conditioned air hits our faces in this boiling summer heat. After some time you will feel a sense of belonging to these trains because as we know it that apart from Connaught Place, momos, and unruly traffic, what makes Delhi best is the Metro.