Living in US of A - part 1

I was missing on this satire topic - Living in US of A - on this blog. This post and the ones coming in future will be reflections of how it is living here.

Firstly, America is very pessimistic when compared to India. They are too negative. For example, here there is a social security number given to each working individual. It can be thought as an equivalent to passport in Indian context. Once you submit your application, they say that it will take 4-8 weeks for it to get delivered. They are too pessimistic in their estimate about their service, their postal department etc. Actually they deliver it in 2-3 weeks. Now we compare to it in India, where in passport office, officially it is claimed that your passport will be delivered in 45 days. Now this is optimism. If all things go perfectly then it will be delivered in 45 days while we all know that it usually takes 4-6 months. I like the Indian attitude.
Take another example of public transport, this time the satire is on the other side. Firstly, it is assumed that most people will not use public transport ( a very pessimistic assumption indeed) and moreover, they have one fare no matter how much distance you have to cover - be it the next stop or the one 50 miles away. Why will they assume that every individual using transport will travel end to end? Beats me! Is it so hard to implement variable costs depending on distance.

"Feel aa gayi thi"
Generally speaking, a life of an Indian living in USA is eventless (opposite of eventful - why eventless is not in dictionary fruitful-fruitless, meaningful-meaningless etc). Anyways, the life of an Indian grad student is even more useless and it is always marred by constant homesickness. But there comes in a day, very very occasionally when we stop and enjoy the moment of living in USA. This happened to me when i was walking back to my home after carrying bags of grocery and at the intersection, i saw an incident that would make any Indian proud. As the light changed to red, a woman busy in her own world didn't notice and collided to a car coming in perpendicular direction. Me, couple of my friends and about 7 other Indians who were standing close to the intersection were very amused now as we were expecting a scuffle now. Come on we deserved to see something, hear some swear words, we were all excited by this unique prospect that reminded us so much of our motherland. It was this feeling that makes us appreciate the beauty of an accident, makes us homesick and inspires me to write a blog post :D. Anyways, what followed was the worst spectacle ever, both the cars went to a corner, woman apologized, the guy in the other car accepted her apology and since no one was hurt, they both parted ways amicably. Although we missed on a biggie but sure as we say in our common lingo "feel aa gayi thi" :D