So, as December morphs into January, and as debauched, dhaba food dabaoing, drunken sod, ‘chaddi buddies’ head back to their NRI lives/nature parks/nip tuck discipline - and I who have been tour operator/team leader/tout/tangdi kebab supplier, struggles for equilibrium, some random thoughts about Indian life:

1. Like why do airline travellers get up the moment a flight lands. And then just stand like penguins staring aimlessly at the dandruff ridden shoulder in front of them, a rucksack slamming into their face — just waiting for ten, fifteen, sometimes twenty minutes till the aerobridge/steps arrives. Is there a genuine fear that the plane —
A. Will take off again
B. Be hijacked by ISIS
C. Blow up owing to TNT stored in the hatch
D. Checked-in luggage may be stolen from the baggage belt
2. Like what’s the deal with Whatsapp and the amount of hours the average ‘lukha’ Indian spends on it. I’m convinced our PM needs a start-up initiative for us to start working again. I appreciate it’s a free service but so much idle time? Just take the number of groups I’m on, that too against my will. And if I attempt to leave, there are serious ‘senti’ repercussions. Here are some groups —