Whenever I visit Delhi, there is one thing that always make me feel very proud about my country. That is "The Delhi Metro". It symbolizes development. To tell you, the Metro is very well laid, a rare luxury for all those who want to reach their destinations in time and is devoid of any traffic jams. It has reached such crowded places, one can only dream of. Chandni Chowk is one of them.
On one such visits, I was waiting for a train to Chandni Chowk. As usual I was in that feel good mood. One will always feel good while travelling in the metro train. Its an involuntary feeling. At least for me. Just then a young man approached me from nowhere. "Is this train going to Chawri Bazaar?"-he asked. I, rather than giving a straight answer in a 'yes', replied with sarcasm - "Yes, Can't you see the board there?". He replied humbly - "Bhaiyya, I can't read". I was shocked. I certainly didn't expect this reply. I didn't know what to say. I gathered myself and said "sorry". That was all I could think of. I felt ashamed. I was brought back, from that "utopia" where everything seemed perfect, to reality. And the reality was bitter. For rest of the journey those words kept echoing in my mind and suddenly the metro train didn't seem luxurious anymore.
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