It turns out, that according to a recent survey of the biggest world cities, Mumbai was rated the rudest. And, expectedly, this evoked a RUDE outbreak of abuses and derogatory remarks for the poor magazine. Well, I'm no Reader's Digest, nor have I the resources to hold a survey. But, to put it in Einstein's terms, I shall speak of my own experience.
I haven't heard many people receiving a phone call with "
Hello... may I know who's calling?" or "
Hello, aap kaun bol rahe hain?". It always comes down to: "
Hell-lo, Kaun?" in a not-so-friendly tone. Sometimes, callers begin interrogation even before introducing themselves. "
Hello? Pehle Batao Aap Kaun?" Or worse, "
Chunnu ko phone dena." One thing I've noticed which is not so much rude, as it is funny, is the fact that when asked WHO is calling, people say: "Main Chandigarh Se Bol Raha Hun" or "C-barah waalon ke yahaan se". For God sake, don't you have a NAME?
But otherwise, people are warm. Not only warm-hearted, but actually, temperature-wise, warm. When my father's long lost college friend, oversized Mr Walia (name changed) came to my house last week, I felt the heat emanating when he squeezed me into a hug saying, "
Munda jawaan ho gaya hai, hain?" And I always thought you're supposed to be a toddler all your life.
The best place to come across the greatest examples of rudeness are at the post office or MCD office. "
Sab apne apne form do baje se pehle jama kara do. Hum bhi toh insaan hain, humein bhi toh khana khana hai", said a mahila officer, who'd just been up from an hour-long nap on her desk. If you request a post officer to hurry up a bit, he'd say, "
Apne aap kar lo, itni hi jaldi hai toh."
Well, the grocers around my place aren't too keen on customer feel-good either. Because I have to ask at least five times for a packet of chooran only to find out that he has only Haathi Brand -
Lena hai toh lo, varna dimaag mat kharab karo.For a little sophistication in rudeness, fly Air India or Indian where trained men and women give you a taste of India’s Incredible Inhospitality. “
Abhi se bata do kisko kya chahiye, main baad mein nahin aaoongi.”
You know very well who to look up to for a taste of ‘Gaaliyaan 2006’ or haryanvi humour – Bus drivers. I dare not try to explain it to you. It’s better left understood.
Overall we’re not all that rude. Except that one or two swear-words (you know which) escape the mouth often, or for the fact that we love ogling at Gori Mem’s who visit India.
PS: Rudeness reaches new heights when it comes into inexperienced, frustrated and unconfident, inferiority-complex-ridden teachers, who try to prove their superiority every minute.
(Samajhdaar ko ishaara kaafi hai)