Delhi Metro: the modern-day chariot of many, and the greatest test of our collective patience. On Tuesday morning, the Blue Line decided to channel its inner philosopher and go into deep introspection between Dwarka and Rajiv Chowk. As usual, a little “operational issue” turned 20-minute commutes into hour-long group therapy sessions where strangers bonded over Delhi’s two favoured topics: traffic and heat.
But can we blame the Metro entirely? Every machine deserves a bad day. WhatsApp forwards from 2017 have declared the Metro as the “lifeline of Delhi” — which probably explains why it’s suffering from occasional palpitations. It’s not easy carrying millions of people and their emotional baggage. Especially when half the passengers are fighting to be first to enter a train whose doors haven’t even opened yet.
What’s noteworthy is Delhiites’ resilience. When the speaker announced another 5-minute delay, no one screamed (loudly). Instead, an uncle sighed loudly enough to power the grid. The lady next to him shook her head so firmly we considered investing in neck brace startups. Yet, in this chaos, a miracle happened. Someone offered their seat on their own. Truly, shared suffering brings out the best in us.
Metro staff, meanwhile, have mastered the art of sounding calm even when people look ready to start a coup over delays. “We regret the inconvenience” has now been said more times in Delhi than “traffic jam.” Frankly, they should record it as the official anthem of the NCR.
That said, it’s high time Delhi Metro adds a new feature: “Delay Meditation Mode” — soothing mantras playing every time a train halts for longer than a TikTok reel. Or maybe onboard karaoke to help pass the time. Imagine “Chhaiya Chhaiya” on repeat while hanging out between Karol Bagh and Rajendra Place.
But despite the occasional hiccups, Delhi Metro deserves a little empathy. It has literally elevated public transport (sometimes underground), introduced a whole generation to escalators, and even added a pillow of AC wind in a sweaty city.
So next time it’s late (and it will be), try to breathe — preferably not near the guy who skipped deodorant. Because sometimes the journey, delayed or not, teaches us more than the destination. Especially if it teaches us patience and yoga breathing techniques by necessity.
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