The past few days I have been getting really mad at the auto-rickshaw drivers in the Garden City. they seem to think that just because they have a vehicle to ply people, they can charge any exorbitant amount. A distance of 2km is supposed to be just Rs 17. And a rupee is added for every hundred metres, i.e., Rs 10 per kilometre.
And the auto drivers of the city prefer to bleed anyone dry (there are some decent people among them, no offense meant to this category) by charging whatever number catches their fancy. And even worse is their attitude – if at all they agree for a lower fare after a fight, then they ensure that the passenger is the least comfortable by jumping over every pothole on the road.
I was so fed up that I decided to try the public transport system – the buses of the City. However, an even bigger problem loomed there. The City is so enamoured of its native language, that the boards on buses are all inscribed in that script, and the only way a non-native can identify a bus is through the number – again, provided you know the bus number plying each route.
So, now I have a new project on hand – learning to read the language (I know it is hopeless to learn to speak it, I am useless at learning to speak languages). That seems the only way to beat them at their game. Considering that I started just 2 days back, I can already identify all the vowels ( if they are not calligraphic).
Will keep you posted on my progress.