Change-ing BEST

Change can't be handed over to you, You must bring change,

These are not Mahatma's words, or any great visionary around the globe, but of a humble gentle man who with his rope commandeers the fate of Millions ferrying them to their workplaces on time,:- CONDUCTOR. I would not have dared write about this demi god, had the following incident not have happened.

It was a thursday morning and a lady asked for a 25 Rs ticket. She pulled out Rs.100 Note. the conductor curtly said, Sutte kaada (please tender change). In perhaps mocking his dismal fate he emptied his pocket inside out to prove his point The lady was too his match, she said rather strongly, I am giving you change since Monday, tere peeche mere ghar kay sare chutte khatam ho gaye". The whole bus started laughing. What happened after that is for the lady and the conductor would rather best describe.

Under this seemingly more jovial exchange of words, I think there is more to this change of BEST. In india you mostly find things in short supply. From petrol to veggies & homes to shoes, the same story continues. Even when you like a particular shirt all shirt except the one in your size are available. Only your shirt is in short supply.

But returning to topic, I cant seriously understand the fascination BEST has for change. Does it give incentive to conductors who bring in change, 25 ps for every 100 Rupees debited to their salary. I only feel pitty of the Petty cashier who has to do and stock all this change. I can understand that a middle journey change might be a problem, but a bus which just left the depot, should the conductor not have some petty cash. If its a exercise of BEST to remove mumbaikars affection to change, surely is it a long haul.

When the banks are pushing for plastic money, I think RBI mite have appointed BEST as a depository of all the petty-change in economy. Change, as i believe is now the scarcest in Indian economy. "Chutte" as referred to, commonly are staple currency. In this rate if the conductor keep asking for change without refunding them, the indian economy would become Penniless (Quite literally). Do some thing..

Caution:- I have exaggerated the blog to make it more attractive so that more people can read it and inturn, I can earn some change for tomorrow’s bus journey …J

Kv

The sound of silence

In the busy world, we all are running. Some, after the bus & some after their fate. In this mad rush we forget a lot of things unless some one drops them in front of us.

how many of us have ever heard silence??. Those who were regular at libraries, Hands Down . But seriously, being in this bustling city the chances of having a silent moment is wishful thinking, Its true then that is said that this city never sleeps. how can it with no silence around.

This is what I did, finding no one at my house I just closed my eyes and started to hear each every sound curiously. there is something that the mind does when your sight is cut off and you concentrate more energy to listening. The feeling is magical especially when many thoughts are running into your mind. this can offer a sound way out.

Silence here may not necessarily mean pin drop silence. Its just our ability to respond to phonetics (or sound waves). and the feeling i said about the mind makes you feel is simply magical..try it out....

-Kay-v