The thing about trains in India, is like it's a war ground. Really, ask any and every Mumbaikar and they are sure to have some or the other "interesting" story to tell you about their train travels (unless of course, they are one of the uber rich kids who have not seen the essence of Bombay a.k.a it's trains). If you are a female and you travel by trains every other day, then I salute you. Let me tell you people that it's not as easy task at all. Getting onto the train itself, let alone finding a seat in the peak hours, is an inhumane task and one should receive a medal for it.
I am not at all exaggerating. Okay, so somehow (by some miracle and god given talents) you manage to get on. The battle is all uphill from there, my friend. You shove your way into the depths of the sweet-smelling, sweaty, grumpy ladies who all act as if standing in the middle of the train and blocking the way of the other passengers is their birth right. They will literally not move even though they will see the sympathetic plight of the other women trying to get into the train desperately, their arms and legs partially hanging out of the bursting, over-crowded train.
After the exhausting pushing and shoving your way inside, and being abused by a few women along the way, you finally reach the seats but, surprise, surprise! The seats are also full. Not one seat is empty. In fact, there are only three seats which are suppose to be allotted to three people. However, as we all know, Mumbai is the city of opportunities and India is the city of "thoda adjust kar lo na bhai" (please adjust a little bit), and so, you will now see four hefty women miraculously squeezed into the seats which were previously only meant for three people. The fourth person will obviously be sitting with half her butt onto the little space that is given to her and the other half of her butt bulging out, begging for support (it does not only sound gross, it looks gross as well). Some women will also be like, please move in a little but it's impossible to move in because those who are sitting are already so squeezed of space, it's pathetic. So any ways, let me continue. Now, there are six types of stereotypical women you will find in these trains be it, first class or second class.
1. The squabbler- this type of lady is usually the most stereotypical Indian woman one can find, she has a big red bindi on her head with a hard face and pencilled eyebrows. She is the toughest and the fattest of the lot and wears either a salwaar kameez or a scanty sari, none of which, by the way, succeeds in hiding those love handles. She thinks that she owns the train and can tell people what to do. From who will sit where to where she wants to sit, she thinks she has a say in everything. She will fight at the smallest of provocations and will argue so loudly that she overrides what the opposite person is trying to say. She will continue fighting even though she is wrong and until the opposite person does not stop rebutting her. Sometimes, even after the argument ends, this aunty will continue making crude remarks under her breath and shoot dirty looks at the person who dared to speak up against her. If she likes you, then you are lucky because she will help you search for a seat as she knows who is getting off on which station (yes, she is that nosey) but if she does not like you, then do not engage. I repeat, DO NOT ENGAGE.
I am not at all exaggerating. Okay, so somehow (by some miracle and god given talents) you manage to get on. The battle is all uphill from there, my friend. You shove your way into the depths of the sweet-smelling, sweaty, grumpy ladies who all act as if standing in the middle of the train and blocking the way of the other passengers is their birth right. They will literally not move even though they will see the sympathetic plight of the other women trying to get into the train desperately, their arms and legs partially hanging out of the bursting, over-crowded train.
After the exhausting pushing and shoving your way inside, and being abused by a few women along the way, you finally reach the seats but, surprise, surprise! The seats are also full. Not one seat is empty. In fact, there are only three seats which are suppose to be allotted to three people. However, as we all know, Mumbai is the city of opportunities and India is the city of "thoda adjust kar lo na bhai" (please adjust a little bit), and so, you will now see four hefty women miraculously squeezed into the seats which were previously only meant for three people. The fourth person will obviously be sitting with half her butt onto the little space that is given to her and the other half of her butt bulging out, begging for support (it does not only sound gross, it looks gross as well). Some women will also be like, please move in a little but it's impossible to move in because those who are sitting are already so squeezed of space, it's pathetic. So any ways, let me continue. Now, there are six types of stereotypical women you will find in these trains be it, first class or second class.
1. The squabbler- this type of lady is usually the most stereotypical Indian woman one can find, she has a big red bindi on her head with a hard face and pencilled eyebrows. She is the toughest and the fattest of the lot and wears either a salwaar kameez or a scanty sari, none of which, by the way, succeeds in hiding those love handles. She thinks that she owns the train and can tell people what to do. From who will sit where to where she wants to sit, she thinks she has a say in everything. She will fight at the smallest of provocations and will argue so loudly that she overrides what the opposite person is trying to say. She will continue fighting even though she is wrong and until the opposite person does not stop rebutting her. Sometimes, even after the argument ends, this aunty will continue making crude remarks under her breath and shoot dirty looks at the person who dared to speak up against her. If she likes you, then you are lucky because she will help you search for a seat as she knows who is getting off on which station (yes, she is that nosey) but if she does not like you, then do not engage. I repeat, DO NOT ENGAGE.
2. The righteous one- so, if there is a squabbler, there will also be one woman who will mess with her because whatever the squabbler says is wrong more often than not. This woman has a very straight posture and has a face which says she will not tolerate any nonsense. She will usually mind her own business and not speak unless spoken to. She will only care about her own seat and will be undisturbed by whatever happens in her surroundings. The squabbler picks a fight with the righteous one 75% of the time. Sometimes, I think the squabblers like to pass their time in the train by arguing with people.
3. The mediator- if two people are arguing and the noise sometimes gets too unbearably loud, that is when the mediator steps in. This woman is the third unbiased party which helps them to calm down. In most situations, the mediator is another one of the righteous women. She will look sensible and downright bored by the whole fiasco, would just want some peace and quiet because she would not be getting any at home. She just wants to get some sleep.
4. The hangers- why I call these women the hangers because these women will always be hanging out of the trains and the sole safety they will have is their hand clutching the handle inside the train. Regardless of the train being crowded or empty, whether there are seats or not, these people will be hanging out of the trains. Yes, it's dangerous but I guess they just like to live dangerously (and stupidly). These are the women who will usually get pushed, shoved, injured many times and stepped on during peak hour. Because during peak hours, the train does not even get a chance to stop fully before the waves and throngs of women outside on the station platform barge into the train. Well obviously, who cares about losing their limbs? They just want to get a seat and get home. Thus, obviously, if you stand like a barricade stopping these women from entering, you are bound to get shoved around. Nonetheless, if they get injured, they will pick a fight with all the person who injured them and on the next day, stand in the exact same place, acting as a barricade again.
5. The onlookers- as one can guess from the name, these women want no part in the daily drama that goes on in the train. They just want to get to their destination and go on in their daily life without the unnecessary conflict. Yes, they will take the quarrels between two women as a source of entertainment and yes, they will enjoy it and think of it as ridiculous but these women will not ignite even when provoked and just keep quiet or prefer to say sorry and get on with their work because, "ain't nobody got time for this shit". That was the only apt way to describe their way of thinking.
6. The sophisticated ones- these women are all the dressed up women who have corporate jobs or are going out somewhere. Whatever the reason might be, these ladies dress up in their best clothes and enter the train acting as if they are too fashionable to be there. Since at times they might dress up in clothes which might be considered "indecent" or "scanty" in the Indian society (but they are not indecent or scanty at all, they are normal clothes), you will be able to see heads turn in their direction when they make their entrance into the train or onto the platform. Some crude guys will call them "item" or "maal" which means hot babe. Most women (like me) will feel eyes burning a hole into their back should they wear such clothes, and thus, women refrain from wearing such clothes in trains. But not these women, these women don't mind all the attention. in fact, they bask in such attention and some even like it.
All that said, I am a mixture of the righteous one and the onlooker. I would not interfere between two women when they are fighting and enjoy the argument. I would accept it when it is my mistake and apologize for it but when provoked without a reason, I would engage in the battle. And win. Damn right I would win. Many times, the arguments are downright hilarious. They argue in Marathi but I will write it down in English. For example:
Woman A: HAVEN'T YOUR PARENTS TAUGHT YOU ANYTHING?!
Woman B *smiling*: My parents have taught me much more than yours and that is why our tones are so different.
Woman A: YOU BITCH! YOU DARE CALL MY PARENTS ANYTHING!
Woman B *grinning and enjoying the argument*: Can you stop barking like a dog please?
Woman A: WHY ARE YOU SMILING?! WHAT SO FUNNY?! DON'T SHOW ME YOUR TEETH!
Woman B *laughing*: Because unlike you, I brush my teeth everyday.
Woman A *lost for words*
Woman B 1 point, Woman A 0 points. And so, this goes on everyday. It is very amusing, trust me.
But getting back to the point, a train is like a miniscule kingdom and it has it's rules and hierarchies. Though they are unspoken, people are expected to know them. If you don't, you might most likely get into a fight and end up being hated by most of the people being on board with you on that train and we don't want that. It is not pleasant at all.
So, here are the rules:
1. The person who has the seat has veto say over who gets to sit on that precious seat after that particular person gets off and it's first come, first serve basis. For example, if you get on at station number 5 and want to get off at station number 15, you look for someone that will get off the soonest after station number 5. After you find that person, you ask the person for her seat. But, probability is that, that seat has already been spoken for by someone else. Tough luck, you better try to find another suitable seat fast before someone else does!
2. If you have already spoken for a seat, you have to make sure that the the person sitting on the fourth seat does not shift in because if she does then you might end up on the fourth seat (with half a butt jutting out of the seat). If the fourth seater has been promised a "shift in" that is, a promise that once the person gets off, the others will move in and the new person will have to sit on the fourth seat then do not argue, that person has more say because she was there before you and was promised the shift in way before you.
3. If a lady is kind enough to stand up before her station and give you her seat because she observes that you were standing for a long time then WORSHIP HER. This happens very rarely but it has happened to me twice in my three years here.Be extremely grateful and thank her profusely. Remember to refuse at least twice before taking her seat because that's the norm. And that is polite.
4. If you are fortunate enough to catch a seat, thank your lucky stars and pass the kindness forward by offering to hold onto another lady's bag if you think she looks really hassled and needs your help. Trust me, she will be really grateful to you.
5. Beware of standing onlookers and the aunties sitting beside you for they might stare into your phone. Yes, we all know Indian aunties are nosey. So since they are in the train and cannot poke their long noses into their relatives' businesses, they choose to poke their noses into your business and peer into your phone while you are messaging someone or playing games. Give them a dirty look, they will stop.
6. Children get first priority for the window seats. This is the most annoying rule ever. I mean, hello, I got the seat, it's my window seat and somehow when a mother comes and requests you to shift a little so that her annoying, little toddler can sit near the window, you have to smile like her child is the cutest in the world and painfully part with your window seat. I MEAN WHY?! WHY?! I feel like yelling, "IT'S MY WINDOW SEAT GET YOUR OWN. MY SEAT!" But, I am a mature 20 year old and I will not do that, I will gracefully give my seat up to that pesky little... my bad, got carried away (BRAT) with my emotions. PS: if you want to escape doing this, pretend to sleep, works every time!
7. Don't mess with the eunuchs. This rule will probably be extremely useful as you might encounter these people regularly. They will get onto the train regularly to beg for money. They will be grateful if you can spare them some change that you have but if you do not want to give them any money then just either ignore them or join your hands together like when you say namaste to someone and say, "maaf karo" (please forgive me). Whatever you do, do not mess with them or insult them because if you do that then there will be dire consequences.
One of my cousins made that mistake. Well, technically it was not her mistake, the eunuch was demanding for too much money and it was late in the night so the train was empty and so, the eunuch took advantage of the situation and tried scaring her into giving more money. But my cousin was not one to get scared easily. She blatantly refused to give money. The eunuch got off at the next station and my cousin breathed a sigh of relief. But she was unprepared for what happened next- the eunuch got on after three stations with 4-5 more eunuchs. She finally gave in and ended up paying much more to them than what the demanding eunuch was asking for. Moral of the story, if you think the eunuch is dangerous then just give them the money, this is not the time to be a hero. It's not worth it.
8. Basically, the stations go like: Churchgate-Borivali-Virar. Virar being the outskirts of Bombay. If you intend to go to Borivali, DO NOT take a Virar train. Specially during peak hours. Do not board the Virar train because the people on the Virar train have this spiteful vendetta for people on the Borivali train and so, if you want to get off at Borivali from a Virar train then you can forget about it. They will purposely not let you get off the train. Every train travelling Mumbaikar will know this rule, it's a pretty basic rule.
9. Lastly, please remember to tie your hair and remove any or all hanging earrings or necklaces. Ugly incidents happen during rush hours. *shudders*
And finally, the hierarchy goes something like:
1. The person who got the seat
2. The fourth seater
3. The person next in line for the throne
4. The hangers
5. People who want to get into the train
PS: Don't waste your time standing in the line to buy a ticket during peak travelling times because no one is going to check your ticket in a crowded train. Ticket Checkers (TCs) only come in during lax hours and mostly in the first class. They hardly appear to check tickets in the second class.
Whatever it might be, every person living in Mumbai should travel by train at least once. It's worth the experience. After all, Mumbai thrives due to it's tracks ;)
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