Yeh India Hain..!

i have a knack of losing things, and to add to the list .. now i lost my cellphone..! anyways i am not writing here to crib or to cry over the lost phone. I had read somewhere that if you have the International Mobile Equipment Identifiaction (imei) number, you can hope to recover the phone or atleast block the phone so that it cannot be used. So when in one of the great moments of life, when a splinter of intelligence sparks in your ever-so-dumb mind, i had written down the imei number. So i had high hopes of stopping the one who possed my phone to use it when i founf that number. (revenge is one of the prime motivators of human actions.) . So with high hopes I set off my journey for the nearest nokia care centre, which happened to be about an hours' journey.

I boarded a bus, which happend to have an empty seat, just near the door. I hapily sat down, waiting for the stop. Looking at the bus conductor i wondered if the things they showed in Men in Black were true. The guy would came towards the entrance and did the most disgusting act which humans have invented, a very common thing found on the roads of india (i dunno about other countries though) He came near the door , made this disgusting sound from is thorat, and then goes a S-P-A-T.. he just spat on the bus entrance steps.. Just like that.!!! yuck..! and i had to see this..! so much for the empty seat. I thought ok... everybody needs to spit. Then after 10 minutes.. the idiot repeated his act.! before i got down, this act had been performed 3-4 times. When i was getting down, i saw a board in the bus, written Spitting and Smoking strictly prohibited. !!! So much for the journey..

As soon as i managed to locate the nokia care centre, I was surprised to see a queue outside it. For a moment i could't understand. People queue up for different reasons, but outside a nokia care centre, none of those reasons would fit. On a closer inspection, i saw a notice put up saying, "Battery replacement time 11:30 to 2:30". The the pieces were falling into place. People just wanted to replace thier battreys, whether they belonged to the replaceable category or not. Anyways, my purpose was different so i din't have to stand in the queue. I went inside with high hopes, managed to free one of the attendents from those battery changers, and explained my problem. I told him that if i had the imei number you guys could lock the phone. The reply which he gave was the least expected. He started with "Yeh India hain..! hum lock kare.. to isse todne waale bhi hote hain". But i told him that its their task to lock it.. wheter it can be unlocked or not its none of thier concern. and he repaeted it "yeh india hain.. koi faayda nahin." I asked if i could lodge an F.I.R.. , he repeated his catch line again. He jsut told me to forget about recovering the phone. Screw him..

Back there.. in the bus, i had an urge to tell the bus conductor abotu his conduct, but something stopped me. I din't knew what. But after coming out of the nokia shop, i understood that this feeling "yeh india hain..kuch nahin ho sakta" had somehow creeped in me too.. and maybe all of us..