For some reason, Abhi and I are habitually late. It doesn't matter what the occasion- morning, day, or night- now matter how much free time we have beforehand, we will probably be late. I don't know if the universe is conspiring against us or maybe we're just extremely irresponsible with our time? :-P
For the past few months we've had to travel to Delhi and back more times than I can count on my fingers and toes; almost always for some kind of important work. That being said, if you have ever seen an Indian-American couple running like hell, pushing aside old ladies and little children, through the Delhi Metro station, Bus Stands, Railway Stations, outside malls, movie theaters, or any random roads...it was probably Abhi and me. AND you're especially lucky if you've seen this fiasco more than once.
Here's our most recent story of running late (it happened two days ago):
Our train was scheduled to leave the station at 3:15pm, it was now 10am and we had all the time in the world to roam around, relax, and have a little fun in the city. We saw a movie, did some shopping, had lunch, and planned to head towards the railway station an hour before its departure- plenty of time to arrive early, find our platform, grab some snacks for the ride and go- or so we thought.
An hour before our train's departure we get on the Metro train (similar to a Subway train) to head for the railway station, a trip that normally takes 30-40 minutes from were we were. Of all the times we've ridden the Metro, it has never faced any sort of complication, until now. That darn Metro was stopping and pausing for minutes on end between every station. We could see that we were going to be cutting it close and knew that we would have to bolt out of the Metro when we got to our station (sadly, we've had a lot of experience with these types of situations).
As soon as the Metro stopped at our station we squeezed our way through the crowds and took off running through the station, pushing past all kinds of people, up the stairs, out onto the road to the railway station. We locate our train's platform number and take off through the station. We arrive just in time to see that our train has left without us on it. (If you have ever seen the Bollywood movie 'Jab We Met,' it was kind of like we were living that scene where the girl is running after her train).
Darn that train for actually leaving on time!! Doesn't the train conductor know what country he's in...that its OK to be late in India?!?!
Lesson of the Day: If you're early, you're on time. If you're on time, you're late. If you're late, you miss your train.
For the past few months we've had to travel to Delhi and back more times than I can count on my fingers and toes; almost always for some kind of important work. That being said, if you have ever seen an Indian-American couple running like hell, pushing aside old ladies and little children, through the Delhi Metro station, Bus Stands, Railway Stations, outside malls, movie theaters, or any random roads...it was probably Abhi and me. AND you're especially lucky if you've seen this fiasco more than once.
Here's our most recent story of running late (it happened two days ago):
Our train was scheduled to leave the station at 3:15pm, it was now 10am and we had all the time in the world to roam around, relax, and have a little fun in the city. We saw a movie, did some shopping, had lunch, and planned to head towards the railway station an hour before its departure- plenty of time to arrive early, find our platform, grab some snacks for the ride and go- or so we thought.
An hour before our train's departure we get on the Metro train (similar to a Subway train) to head for the railway station, a trip that normally takes 30-40 minutes from were we were. Of all the times we've ridden the Metro, it has never faced any sort of complication, until now. That darn Metro was stopping and pausing for minutes on end between every station. We could see that we were going to be cutting it close and knew that we would have to bolt out of the Metro when we got to our station (sadly, we've had a lot of experience with these types of situations).
As soon as the Metro stopped at our station we squeezed our way through the crowds and took off running through the station, pushing past all kinds of people, up the stairs, out onto the road to the railway station. We locate our train's platform number and take off through the station. We arrive just in time to see that our train has left without us on it. (If you have ever seen the Bollywood movie 'Jab We Met,' it was kind of like we were living that scene where the girl is running after her train).
Darn that train for actually leaving on time!! Doesn't the train conductor know what country he's in...that its OK to be late in India?!?!
Lesson of the Day: If you're early, you're on time. If you're on time, you're late. If you're late, you miss your train.
