Life or something like it …

Gurgaon Chronicles June 24, 2010

Living in one of the beautiful cities in India has made it difficult for me to adjust anywhere else.

Be it the weather, the people, the city, more importantly the way of life in Gurgaon, there is something or rather a lot of things which I have to crib about…and what better place do I have.

The recent Metro trials have been successful to connect the city to Delhi, but this will still take time. While China is conducting tests for a layered platform structure where trains don’t stop at the stations at all to save the waiting time, DMRC proudly flaunts the few metro trials they have done. (Not forgetting the innumerable traffic chaos that has occurred during the construction of the same)Come October and the Commonwealth Games and the hustle bustle will know no bounds in NCR. I am sure I will get to see a lot of new things coming up by then. (Something I am really looking forward to)

But there is something about this place which is not comfortable. Life is a struggle here. Unlike my last one year in Hyderabad where I managed to find houses and shift home, cover the city, roam around safely even all by myself, living here seems like a fight everyday.  Fight with the traffic, fight against the Gods for the high temperature and no rain, fight with the “fighter max” population who don’t think twice in killing the other person for their benefit, fight with the municipal corporation for power and water and the overhanging cloud of dust everywhere in the name of new construction projects, fight with oneself in motivating oneself to fight again.

So many builders are constructing sky scrapers and the bounds of the NCR are just increasing everyday. But for those who are excited about this, I would sincerely advise that having a house in one part of the NCR and work in other is calling for a lot of trouble. You will lose your life travelling across 3 states, arguing with Auto Rickshaw wallas on the rules of going from one state to the other, or end up standing in the crowded Metro (feeling proud of the achievement that you made it from among/ with the 1000s like you) with the ear phones of your cell phone plugged (playing the Radio) waiting for your destination.

And by the time you end your day, it is time to sleep to recharge for the next day of fight.

But there is one thing I am happy here for. And that is the fact that I go back home to my family at the end of the day. There is awesome food to eat, at home, on the street, in the restaurants, everywhere. I have never been disappointed for food here..

I guess one doesn’t get everything one wants. But there is nothing wrong in wanting more.  :)

As of now I do miss the simpler and peaceful life in Bangalore, Hyderabad, Ludhiana, Patiala where I did not have to fight for a living…