Saturday, June 22, 2013

Knock! Knock!

India is great! But Indians are greater than God! Or at least that's how they seem to behave... and believe!

Yes, this is going to be a rant post. Yes, I'm in a bad mood. And no, please don't show me "the other side of the coin"... not today... not on this post. If you'd like to join me in this "Indian bashing spree", you are MOST welcome! But just remember... keep it witty, keep it sarcastic, keep it humorous. Or you can totally skip this post too... the choice is yours.

There... that's out of the way... so let me begin now...

I'm not even going to start on how we are breeding like rats and spreading like a plague all over the world. And I'm not going to go on and on about our lack of civic sense, hygiene, responsibility towards public property, our rivers and environment. I won't talk about corruption, or the way we treat our women, or our spineless "men" who never really grow up, or our "plagiarists", or some other things I've recently experienced about our "great country" that I've promised myself will never despoil this space!

Today, I will just talk about the remarkable lack of respect, for other people's personal space, that we Indians have!

People are working in different shift timings these days, the family structures have changed, joint families have dissolved into nuclear units, females are often managing both domestic as well as their professional responsibilities, and yet some of the "high-and-mighty" among us think they're above calling up and checking if it's a convenient time for them to visit us!



At 8 in the morning, this elderly gentleman in our building, who has been acquainted with us for like less than half an hour, comes knocking at our door, without any prior appointment, to... you won't believe this!... download something off the internet from my PC and take some printouts from my printer!

Just because Dad and I showed some respect to him due to his age, and talked politely on our one brief meeting, he automatically assumes that our doors are open for him round the clock now... for any damn thing? After just one short meeting?

And just because I conduct some computer classes and know stuff about computers, that makes me a 24 by 7 cyber cafe? A free one at that? How the hell did he come to the conclusion anyway that my computer, printer and internet were even available for public use?

Seriously! Not even our closest friends walk in like that, without first calling, just to use our internet and printer! That too at 8 in the morning! (???)

I have nothing against helping people with whatever skills I have. But I just can't tolerate this encroachment upon someone's personal space, this complete lack of disregard for the other person's schedule. Not everybody wakes up with the crow of the rooster, you know! And not everybody likes to be seen in their nightwear by people whom they've met for only a few minutes!

I mean really, he could have easily picked up the intercom, called up my flat (for free!), explained his "emergency" (if there really was one) and asked me, like a proper gentleman, if I could help him out with this matter at that time. But no, he couldn't show that little courtesy, for he's a "greater-than-God Indian"!

Yeah well, even I can play the "greater-than-God Indian" routine in my home!


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16 comments:

Smita said...

Sigh!!! *hugs*

I can understand what u r saying!!! I have this neighbour who sends her daughter at my place to play with the brat. I shud have no issues with it? Well she sends her daily at the same time i.e. when she wants to finish off her daily chores and she forgets that it is my old in laws who have to do the running around with 2 hyper active kids!! huh! I need to vent it out on my blog about this!

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

LOL! Smita, that's the normal Indian mentality now. You show them even the most basic decency and friendliness, and the next moment, they are all over you, as if they own you!

I have this friend in the building... and a common "acquaintance" dropped by at her place, unannounced, exactly at lunch time. My friend asked her out of basic courtesy if she'd like to join her for lunch. And this uninvited "guest" accepted at once, and sat down to have a full meal with my friend, with second and third helpings! :)

Sighhhh. Sometimes I wonder if we'd be better off being rude and hostile.

medicalsojourn said...

In a totally different context, I feel the rains have done one good thing though. The roads have pot holed apart and all of a sudden there is discipline.. there is order. People patiently wait to drop their front and rear into magnanimous potties. I felt good driving today for a change .. yea :D

As for the bit too familiar jango of the 'acquainted' stranger, yea some things one just needs to be taught at home!

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

Dhamakaedaar rant. Love it.

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

@medicalsojourn - "People patiently wait to drop their front and rear into magnanimous potties." Hahahaha! That is some metaphor! :D
Thank you for visiting. Have a great weekend! :)

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

@OB - :D

Reema Sahay said...

I also hate when people come without notice. Since I had my son, I am particular about his schedule atleast. It infuriates me no end if someone dares to ring the calling bell or call on intercom when I am putting him to sleep. Usually, I am the only one to attend the guest, so you can imagine what reaction the visitor must be getting.

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

Oh yes, Reema... the door bell is such a nuisance with small kids. On the intercom, at least there is an option to lower the volume of the ring, but with the doorbell, you just can't do anything! Btw, how old is your son?

Meena said...

I hv a neighbour(k she's litt more than a aquainatnce)who doesnt think anything about calling me incessantly on a sat afternoon(she is a mother of 3 - but i slog mon-fri n love my afternnon siestas) cause she needs to use my washing machine! I mean WTH cant it wait for another few hrs...

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

Oh! I thought Saturdays and Sundays were for family. Couldn't she postpone this girly chore to Monday perhaps?

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

We have awesome neighbors. We're just poor tenants in a building full of izzatdaar makaan maliks. They don't even look at us! :D

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

LOL! Good for them! :)

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

Good for them?

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

:D

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

:|

Chicky a.k.a. Kaddu said...

=))

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