Simplifying The Daily Existence

This won't be surprising to those who have the slightest bit of observant sensibilities. However, it could be shocking to those who remain lost in their own world, within the confines of their utterly blissful ignorance. In a way, I actually admire the latter kind, for they don't realize the absolute mediocrity and retarded mindsets that surround us. By now, you would be wondering what I am blabbering about. I realize the introduction to this discussion is a bit too long, but I just wanted to create some sort of a cerebral platform before I dive into what is a shameful fact about riding the Delhi Metro, i.e., the presence of slightly perverted, overtly enthusiastic voyeur lovers who are always on the lookout for an opportunity to glance down a lady's cleavage. Yes, this also suggests that I tend to look around too much, but I don't go around eye-balling cleavages unless they are shoved in my face, unavoidably and suddenly.

The reason I have turned "Romantics" into "Metro-antics" is simply because displaying your love, lust, or whatever makes you stick to your guy/gal in the presence of at least a thousand watchful eyes unashamedly in the Metro is just beyond my levels of comprehension. How can anybody explain a guy and gal, sandwiched between sweaty armpits and massive bellies, stopping just short of pecking each other? This is probably the worst kind of PDA I have ever come across. This is not about me being irritated by something bearable to others. This is not being jealous about not having a girlfriend at the moment. It is about basic manners, hygiene, and reacting to a few fools that can be located in each of the Metro cubicles. They were always around, usually limited to the few, empty corners of the Metro platforms, often taking refuge along the unused sections of the stairs. This is something that still goes around and is digestible. It doesn't make you sick if a couple is slightly cuddled up a few meters away from you, but having to bear the same sight within the confines of the usual, overcrowded Metro cubicle just makes me nauseous. Is it desperation or just the urge to announce to the world that yes! Do we have a date that makes people do such things?

Being an avid Metro user and a keen observer, I couldn't help but notice people who choose to remain clueless and wander the Delhi Metro platforms as if they are sightseeing. For the uninitiated, I am not talking about people using the Delhi Metro for the first time or those who are genuinely dumb. I am talking about folks who use the Delhi Metro rather often and actually know the routes. However, they have this penchant for asking for directions, reconfirming the routes, and re-reconfirming what they already know. These Lost Souls can be found at most Delhi Metro stations, vaguely floating from one co-passenger to another, nodding their head after hearing an answer they already know. Please understand that the Delhi Metro platform offers immediately searchable and easy-to-understand information. So what drives people to repeatedly confirm their position on a Delhi Metro platform despite being fully aware that they are in the right place and won't be kidnapped by aliens? I guess it is just a case of being spooked out by the long, winding tunnels of the Delhi Metro, which they fear might suck them into oblivion, or an overworked sense of imagination that makes them feel that the Metro tracks are ghost-controlled and tend to change every day after midnight!