They are mostly a maligned lot, notorious for being rude, refusing fares, grumbling about distance and rigging meters. I’ve met my share of those and defiantly take cabs in front of auto stands.
But I’ve also met another type- they’re the ones who cheerfully take you where you want to go, enliven the journey with conversation, air their opinions and even share their philosophy of life.
The one I rode with today was one such. He began by asking me if I had noticed any benefits of the GST. Then proceeded to hold forth on how the rich were getting richer and the common man was being harassed. The local administration was giving him a rough time where he wanted to construct his modest dwelling on his small patch of land. He had plenty to say about bribery and corruption! All with a wry grin on his face.
When I reached my destination and paid him, he immediately handed over the few coins of change (many pocket the money and drive away). I wished him luck in the construction of his house. He wished me ‘Diwalichi shubhechha’ and drove off.
I’ve enjoyed some great conversations with such ‘rickshaw kakas’ which in addition to giving my Marathi a real workout, provide an insight into the lives of these indespensable men who get us where we want to go, at a reasonable fare and in a short time!
May they live long and prosper. And refuse fewer passengers!
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