Sunday, December 12, 2010

Delhi Shining (Post Common Wealth Games)

After spending more than two long years in Abu Dhabi, I have come back to my homeland India. India the land of dreams & aspirations.
India is developing with leaps & bounds, which now has become evident to the whole world. It really had showed the tremendous potential that it has to the even most revered nations around the globe. It’s a perfect time for the non residents like me to get back to their home who were forced to move overseas to follow their dreams for an improved and fulfilling future. This new age has set up a ray of hope, a wave of belief in most of our likes. I am really excited to get back here.
I will be spending a few days in Delhi & NCR, a few days in Chandigarh, before finally moving to Orissa, to take care of this new project.
I am living at one of my friend’s place in Gurgaon, which is said to be one of the fastest developing cities, around the whole NCR or sometimes the whole North India. The Government is planning to extend the existing metro lines to a newer and more efficient kind of commutation for the city. Many of the Indian and foreign multinational companies have chosen the venue for their corporate offices, giving employment to numerous eligible young citizens. A lot of multi-storey buildings and shopping malls are coming up creating the ultimate urban environment.
Though the metro has made it easier for the outsiders to roam across Delhi, What I am missing the most after coming from UAE, is the whole traffic scenario. The city streets here are still full of chaos and confusions. Nobody seems to care for the traffic rules and neither the administration seems to take care of the situation to implement some strategy to bring it under control. No wonder accidents have become synonyms with Gurgaon roads. Streets are still overflowing with vehicular population even after the successful introduction of metro, and those wretched threewheelers still roam the city fearlessly overloaded with people, sometimes they carry as much as fifteen people in one. I have seen people hanging out of the vehicle as it is cheapest & fastest possible commutation around. This has to be changed if they want streets to be safe for the public.
It is increasingly becoming impossible for the residents or passer-byes to cross the road even to get to the nearest shop to get the basic necessities. Seems like the local administration has never heard of something as common as Zebra Crossing or Traffic Signals. Crossing the road has become the most dreadful job around here at least for me. I would never like myself or any of my any of my loved ones to go through that hell again. This one Toll Plaza that I visited was a total mess, a perfect example of disorder. I consider myself graced enough to get out of that conundrum alive.
It seems I didn’t had my share enough of the prevailing rowdyism, that I even went to the Delhi ISBT at Kasmiri Gate, on my final day at the national capital, to see it in its persistent tattered condition, Anyone who would have visited the place lately would know what I mean. Being a seasoned traveler I have to keep coming to Delhi and particularly at the ISBT quite often, and it has always felt this way, but this time I imagined it to be in a better condition, at least after their claim of being a successful host of Commonwealth Games. Delhi advertised itself so severely that it would make anyone believe of its tremendous infrastructural advancements that it has invested into to be ready for the ceremony. But the reality it seems are much harsher, I still am not able to understand how they boast of the so called successful Games, when they don’t even have the basic infrastructure for movement of potential tourists.
My friend with me, who also happened to be with me in Dubai during my stay there, suddenly commented, “India could never match Dubai even in a decade, even their Bus stations are a far better and cleaner than our Airports”. I found myself avoiding looking at his eyes as there was no way I could prove him wrong then.
Even the paid toilets there smelled so bad as they have not been cleaned in ages, the wooden doors are in a verge of felling down with the humblest push, and walls seem soaked and waiting to collapse. The station Administration has been very kind to make provisions for water outlets for cleaning, but they didn’t care enough to ensure if they are ever fitted with any taps. But there is always someone at the entrance to ensure nobody gets inside without paying. That’s the plight of our public conveniences, constructed by the taxes we pay and maintained by the direct public payment.
I kept thinking of all this during the next 5 1/2 hours journey from Delhi to Chandigarh, If all that I expected about India still stands true, was I right deciding to come back at the first place.
I am an optimistic person, I believe, things are changing and a day will come when we too will stand with heads held high calling ourselves global citizens.