I was never much of a bus person. As a child, I got motion sickness easily so preferred trains to buses. And now I ride the scooty to work, weather permitting. Having given a miss to the Mumbai monsoons 2 years in a row now, I had temporarily forgotten how difficult it can be to ride on the roads in Bombay in the downpour. SO when reality stuck, it stuck hard. So the scooty stands in the building compound covered in tarpaulin, while I wait at the bus-stop for the ever faithful BEST.
The buses still retain their character, though a lot of small changes have taken place over the years. For one, there’s a lesser smell of diesel, then what I remember from childhood. The buses have an outdoor advertising visual panel, and the overhead hand rails have laminated ad-space. I also saw an ad offering space behind the back of the seats for advertising.
Ofcourse, the bigger change is the ‘Ladies only’ seats upfront. About 4 seats (seating eight people) are reserved for women, and the ladies of Bombay make sure they get them. Though questions have been raised about the special treatment meted to women, lets all face it. Unless the men have better civic sense and courtesy, such measures are absolutely required.
On each trip, there is some or the other incident. The conductor chastising a young lad sprawled on a seat reserved for the aged, A seemingly fit middle aged uncle who grabs the seat for the handicapped. A lot of times, though, the conductor hardly has to intervene, as people around make sure to help the old and the aged.
But with women, its an entirely different thing. A lot of people consider the special seats for women unwarranted, so what if the government has decided to have them. A lot of arguments ensue when a woman tells a man to get up so she can have it. Just today, I asked a man to give me his seat, me having relinqueshed mine to an old woman. The man got up without a word, but his wife went on and on arguing about why I shouldnt have asked him to get up!
Anyways, all this, and a bit of pawing and shoving aside, BEST is the way to go, especially in the rains where you get a birds eye view of the roads, kids sloshing around in water and the special monsoon flavor of the city. Its great to be in a city that can boast of a public transportation system as good as the BEST!