Ok ... I have a lot to say and I didn't have internet for some days. So now, I have to puke it out all at once.

Many things have happened since last few days, just after I reached Noida (for my stay here for two months) and none of it is a usual site in Mumbai. I have had similar experiences in Delhi, so I was expecting the same here too since both cities are neighbors. But my expectations were surpassed to a very great extent.

I wanted to write about each encounter in detail but unfortunately we have not yet found the best internet service provider. Anyways, here is a gist of all the memoirs.

The Rajdhani Express
People in India look at you with their eyes wide open when you tell them you travelled in the Rajdhani Express. The reasons being
1. It is the most sophisticated train
2. One of the first fully air-conditioned trains in India
3. Travels at very high speeds
4. The fastest way to reach Delhi by land transport
5. Food and drinks (non-alcoholic) included in the fare
However, it didn't amuse me that much. The reasons being I have travelled in Garib Rath, which is
1. One of the recently added fully-ac trains in India with more hi-tech services that let you know the next station, estimated time to reach there, the speed of train, etc. (God bless Lalu!)
2. Very clean (The only train in India where I managed to use the toilet)
3. Though the food is not included in the fare, the tickets are very cheap
4. It also travels at mind-boggling speeds
The best of all trains is the 'Palace on Wheels' which runs in Rajasthan. But the fares are sky high.

Auto-Rickshaws don't have Trip meters
Yes, they charge what they feel like charging at that specific moment. You can easily bring the figure down to 50% of what he asks for. Bus transport is even worse. I guess the TCs are paid for being rude. They will push you around after giving you the ticket saying 'Hutt Hutt'.

MRP = My Retail Price
You will hardly find anything sold at MRP (except at Super malls). One of the shopkeepers had his own Price tag printer that he used to tag every thing in his shop with prices increased by 100%. Wine shops also charge 10-15 rupees extra on any bottle. They will give you reasons like 'Ab price badh gaya hai' or 'Itne ka hi milta hai'. The prices might be increased for the new stock, but what about the old stock? He got that for the old price and should be sold at the old MRP, but no, they wont. This one guy even said 'Isme se 10 rupaye sidhe Mayavati ko jaate hai'.

Horn-y Drivers and Mid-road Parkers
We have a cab that drives us from the guest house to our office and back. The driver of this cab doesn't know that the sound of the horn is not soothing to ears, he thinks it is like Kenny G playing the saxophone. He keeps honking all the way till the office. And it's not just this driver. I noticed many other people (bus drivers, private car owners, etc.) follow the same trend. May be that's taught in the driving schools here.
Another thing that amazed me is the way people park their cars. It's freaking ten feet away from the footpath, right in the middle of the road. They just come driving on the road, push the brakes and walk out of the car. There was this one wise guy who was trying to park his car the right way, but he was completely unaware of where he should be looking when he parks the car. When he was driving ahead looking for a spot to park, he kept looking on the right without even giving a quick glance at the road ahead where he was driving. Then when he found the spot to park, he started taking reverse, without looking back. One guy was almost run over by the car.



Customer (Don't) Care Services
Firstly, you will not find skilled representatives in any customer service department of any god damn service. Be it BSNL, Vodafone, Airtel, Reliance or any other you can think of. Secondly the way people speak here will make you feel like either smashing their heads or yours.

BSNL:
India's home grown communication services. It has a plethora of services from landline to 3G. But despite of all the services, they were not struck by the obvious thought of having a common customer care number for all services. Every service has a different 10-digit customer care center number, which the customer has to remember (Think of a person who has bought five different BSNL services). More over the attitude of their represetatives seems like they are not there to sell their products, instead it's like 'Lena hai to lo' attitude. Here is one of the funniest conversations with a BSNL representative.
Me: Do you have GSM Mobile services?
Rep: No.
Me: But it says here on the hoarding that you have GSM mobile services.
Rep: Hai but chalta nahi hai. [We have it but the product is not working]
Me: Meaning?
Rep: We don't sell it anymore.
Me: You have 3G services also right?
Rep: Yes.
Me: Can I get the 3G services.
Rep: You need a BSNL GSM mobile for that.
Me: And how can I get one if you don't sell it?
Rep: Eh ... Eh ...
Me: Forget it. I am not buying it anyways.

Airtel:
These guys open customer care outlets without providing knowledge to their representatives about what exactly are the documents required for getting a new connection. My colleague wanted to get Airtel broadband connection for which he was asked to provide a proof of local address. We all are new to Noida and living in our company's guest house and hence we do not have a local address proof. So he got a company letter head saying that he is currently staying at this address. The Airtel guy said that this document would not work. He also confirmed with his senior and he too said it won't work. The next day my colleague gets a call from Airtel saying that the document will work as a proof of address. Happily we went to the shop after office and handed over the document. The guy now goes back to his earlier stance, 'This document will not work'. We could not understand what made him call us back to the shop then. We went back home really pissed.

Reliance:
Another colleague of mine wanted a postpaid mobile connection. Here too he was pushed back with the criteria for local address proof. Luckily they allowed the company letter as address proofs. But my colleague didn't want to wait that long. so he asked for alternatives. The representative said he can buy a prepaid connection first, and when he gets the address proof he can get it changed to a portpaid connection keeping the same number. Some days later, he went back with the address proof when the guy said to him, 'Sorry, but we don't have any option to change prepaid number to postpaid'. The obvious words in my colleague's mouth at that time were 'What the fuck!'

Note:
I am yet to find the best internet connection here, but as per the reviews Reliance is the best in wireless with national roaming almost all over india; however, it is very expensive and they don't have any unlimited plans (they have tweaked the plans under fair usage policy which defeats the meaning of 'fair usage'). Airtel is known for good services in broadband wired connection. We are yet to figure out BSNL's network coverage and services, but we are hoping that to be good inspite of all the hassles we had to go through at the customer care center and over the calls.


Food
If you are a foodie and if you prefer Indian cuisine over the others, then you have good options in Noida. You have chaat stalls at every corner. Moreover you will never die hungry here as you also find juice stalls, paratha stalls, papad stalls, and Maggi noodle stalls wherever you go. You will also find decent quality restaurants for Indian, Chinese and Italian food. You can also find stalls of shawarmas, momos, frankies, etc. at some selected places. Luckily for me, it's just around the corner. People here prefer eating in Dhabas and at stalls and hence you don't find rush in the restaurants.
I had a funny incident at a restaurant also. It was not about the food, but the thing that happened later after we were done eating. I asked for a finger bowl and the waiter said they don't provide finger bowls as they have a wash basin. Fair enough. Then show me the way to the wash basin. He guided me to the wash basin, what I found was a hell. Any person who has to wash his hands after the meal would have to enter a toilet and use the wash basin inside it. The toilet was stinking so badly that any person who had a big filling meal would definitely puke. It seemed the hotel management wanted the food, they just served us, back on to their plates to be served to the next customer. Yuks!

G'atta'r Market
Atta market is the most famous market in Noida. You can find anything and everything you wish in this market. The Market is divided into a good half and a bad half, both separated by a main road flying over which would be the new Metro train services to be inaugurated before the end of this year. The good half has shopping malls, multiplexes and broad roads. But the bad half has 50 shop banners for every 10 feet distance. You have to stop walking for a couple of minutes every now and then to read through the boards and look for your required shop. Apart from that, the streets between these shops are like a labyrinth and just wide enough for a single person to pass through. But still the local people manage to drive bikes through these narrow streets. On top of that, the streets are full of garbage, dust, shit, sewage water, flies and other insects that will give you the most disgusting feeling you have ever had.


11 O'Clock, Sectors Blocked
The markets in Noida start closing after 7.30PM. All the restaurants close down by 9.30PM and you will just find wine shops open till 11PM. No shop open after that. They even close the gates to every sector after 11PM. Why? Because Noida is known for high crime rate. It's not at all advisable for anyone to roam around the city after 11PM. It gets too dangerous if you are alone and could be brutal if you are with your girl. Sad for a well planned city that they couldn't take care of the security.

Within the last few days, I have got the whole variety of experiences, which I think would be consistent till the end of my stay here. I am not thinking that the situations and services are going to improve in the next two months, but Noida being named as one of the hi-tech and well planned cities of India, I hope things soon get better here.
It's been more than a year we have been waiting to play this adventurous game: Paintball.

Earlier this year Alpana was planning to throw a treat on her birthday by taking the whole group for a game of Paintball. But then after the Rajasthan trip, she had to fly to Philippines the next day so we couldn't do it then. Now that she is back from Philippines, she has conveniently sneaked out of that treat saying the birthday is long gone and now it's no point. So we were still yet to have our first hand at it.

Last month, we finally decided that this time we will definitely plan and go for it. The whole group was supposed to join in as everybody had time when the plan was made. But then just an hour before we met, half the group dropped out. That really pissed us off, but we so much wanted to play the game that we all just didn't let it spoil our mood and go ahead with the plan. So finally we were six guys (Me, Pedro, Nanu, Manish, Danny and Mhatre) and two girls (Rasika and Vinita). The game can be played with a team of minimum three players on each side. We could make two teams of four players each. Cool!

When we reached at the gaming area, a game was already on and we took our time to watch, analyze and build up a strategy. We were already feeling the intesity of the game and the talks between all of us had suddenly got serious. Just then some bullets splashed color on the nets that were put up for safety. The impact was so hard, firstly it made a big sound, and then splashed the color on to Pedro and Nanu who were standing a good ten feet away from the nets. We all got more serious and the girls were already changing their decision of playing the game. I noticed some hoardings put up outside the nets that explained the rules of the game, some points were written in bold:


DO NOT REMOVE YOUR MASK NO MATTER WHAT. THE BULLETS CAN CAUSE SERIOUS INJURIES TO YOUR EYES.
DO NOT FIRE FROM A DISTANCE LESS THAN 10 FEET.
ALWAYS POINT YOUR GUNS DOWN AND KEEP THE FINGER AWAY FROM THE TRIGGER BEFORE THE START OF THE GAME.


I looked at the girls and pointed towards the board. Enough to make them pee in their pants. Both the girls decided to stand out peacefully and safely and watch the guys take the hits. So now the teams dropped to three players each.

We went into the room to put on our gears. It consists of a one piece soldier outfit, a chest guard and a face mask. I was a bit shocked as there was nothing to protect my groins. If the bullets hit so hard that they can damage my eyes, it would definitely keep me gasping for air if any bullet hit my testicles. I changed my strategy, keep your balls safe throughout the game.

As we were waiting for our turn to play the game, we also decided our teams. Pedro so wanted to be in my opposite team so that he could hit me with as many bullets as he can. So Pedro, Nanu and Mhatre formed the Red team and Manish, Danny and I formed the Blue. Two other guys also wanted to play, but they didn't have a group, so they joined us, one on each side. So we were back to four per side. The Red team went to one corner and started deciding there strategy on one side of the gaming area "I'll come behind the tyres, you cover me up, you go into the bunker, yada yada yada". We, the Blue team, saw that the other team was planning so we too planned, but just for one thing. The referee whistled the game on and asked us to pick a side. We went as planned. We took the side on which the Red team had set their strategy. The Red team was shattered.

Note:
Paintball charges at Headrush, Hiranandani, Powai
1 round - 15 mins - 25 bullets - Rs. 250/- per person
3 rounds - 45 mins - 50 bullets - Rs. 400/- per person
5 rounds - 90 mins - 100 bullets - Rs. 600/- per person

We went for three rounds of hardcore first person shooting action.

Round 1 - Kill the Opponent
Simple rule. If you are hit anywhere, you are out. The team to survive wins the round. Our plan of action was that I was supposed to get behind the tyres, meanwhile Danny would run into the bunker. Manish and the other guy would give us cover. As the referee whistled, I ran towards the tyres. My face was sweating and steaming which blurred the glasses on my mask. I didn't realize that I had reached the tyres and kept running forward, nowhere but to end up colliding head on into the tyres. It took me 10 seconds to get back to my senses. At the same time Danny slipped while running towards the bunker and landed flat on the ground on his belly. The other two guys thought we ain't gonna win any of the rounds. Just then Nanu came behind the drums right in front of me and remained flat on the ground. He kept his whole body behind the drums but left his legs unshielded. I took an aim and hit him on the leg on the third shot. Nanu tried not to show anyone that he was hit, but Danny and I started to shout saying he was hit. The referee checked it and declared him out. The other guy from the Red team was popping his head out over the drums to look for the opponents. Bang! I hit him straight on his face. Man, I started loving this game. Pedro was then hit by Danny and Manish hit Mhatre. The round ended with three members left in our Team and so the round went to us. Score 1-0.

Round 2 - Bring the object back
An object would be kept in the middle of the two areas. The teams have to grab the object and bring it safely back into their corresponding area. The rule of round 1 still holds true. It was a difficult task since the paintballs guns are heavy and running with it and then picking up the object would be really tough. But the guy who had joined our team was very athletic. He put his gun aside and asked Manish to cover him up. He ran towards the bump on which the object was kept, jumped over it and picked it up while he was mid air into his jump. He quickly ran into a bunker next to me and handed over the object to me. I took it and ran back into our area. The task which seemed difficult was completed within 3 minutes. The Red team didn't even get to take proper covers and they did not understand when we reached the bucket and took it back. We won. Score 2-0. On top of that the winning team is given 50 extra bullets as bonus. We checked our guns for remaning bullets and divided the bullets accordingly.

Round 3 - Blood Shed
Rules? There are no rules! Go on firing at your opponent as if you are on a rampage. The team with most number of hits wins. This round was just a formality for us as we had already won the match by winning two rounds. But we still wanted a clean sweep. We knew that Mhatre and Nanu are rampage speciallist and they did stand to their reputation. Nanu came running towards us firing non-stop. But fortunately he was out of bullets soon after that and was hit by Manish's bullet. Mhatre came running towards me from the other side and stood right next to the tyres where I was hiding. I objected and told the referee that the distance is less than 10 feet. He was disqualified. Somewhere during this rampage, Danny and the other guy from our team went out of bullets. Now it was two per side. We could feel the adrenalin pumping in our bodies. Just then Pedro was out of bullets, but he still pretended he had bullets and kept firing. He was given a big 5-6 rounds of firing all over his body. He was completely exhausted and started panting. The last man from the Red team was brought down soon after that. The referee counted the number of hits on each side. The difference was spectacular, 8 to 3 in our favor. It was a clean sweep. Score 3-0.

The girls cheered all of us out of the arena. We were sweating from every pore of our skin. Everyone was panting now. Pedro had gone two shades lighter from his original tan due to steam and sweat. But he was still cursing himself for not hitting even a single bullet to me. It was a memorable game for all us, since after a long time we all had behaved like teens again and enjoyed every moment of it. Moreover, it also made us realize how tough it must be for the soldiers who do this not as a game but as a duty on the battleground, where you don't have extra lives but it's a matter of life and death, where bullets splash color but that's your blood, where if you are hit you are dead.

The day ended with Chicken Tandoori, Chicken and Mutton Masala, Naans and loads of water and beverages.