As you already know, I am basically a lazy kind of guy, who likes to spend his time at home on front of his computer, more than anything else. So after a lot of persuasion, when I relented to go pandal-hopping with my parents, I was kind of skeptical about what kind of experience I’d have and was keeping my fingers crossed.
My father wanted to start with Jodhpur Park. For that purpose, we hired a cab and headed slowly towards Taratala, from Chowrasta. For a few minutes, our cab cruised along smoothly, giving no hint of the things that lay ahead. Then the traffic slowed down to a trickle, and finally it stopped. The road was jammed by a multitude of cars, ranging from buses to motorbikes to cycle-rickshaws. And almost all or them were pouring out terrible, evil-smelling, dark petrol/diesel fumes from their exhausts. And we had no choice, but to take in the foul-smelling, harmful gases(Our cab didn’t have an AC). Time to time, our cab moved slowly forward and then again stopped, cutting out the engine after some time. In this condition, we had to spend two hours, in the cab. By the time we had reached Ajanta cinema hall, I was feeling nauseated and tired. Mind you, the path which we had traversed in two hours, you could cover that in fifteen minutes on a normal day. So, we got out of the cab, paid the driver and went out to get some fresh air. After visiting two or three small pandals in the vicinity, we all felt hungry.
Here starts the second episode. We headed to a well-known restaurant, “Durbaar” and obtained a coupon to get inside. We were 42nd in queue to get inside the restaurant. The guard informed us that it would take us at least an hour to get inside. So we went and visited some more pandals. When we returned after an hour, we were surprised to hear from the guard that the 32nd family had gone inside and it would take half-and-hour for our turn. I’m weak in Maths, but I’m strong enough to figure out that if 42 people equates to an hour, then ten people(42-32), should equate to much less than half-an-hour. Nevertheless, we sat on chairs outside the restaurant and waited. We saw that many people were sitting at the tables, inside the restaurant, and they were not provided with any food. Also, many of the tables were empty. Then it started. One man walked upto the guard and asked him why he was not letting people in when tables were lying empty in the restaurant. The guard replied that there was shortage of water and so food couldn’t be served. When the man told that they were hungry and they would buy mineral water bottles, the guard replied that there was shortage of raw food materials too. Hearing this, all the people, waiting to enter the restaurant became angry and started shouting, “Why didn’t you tell this earlier?”, “What kind of restaurant is this where there is not enough raw food material?”. They sought out the owner of the restaurant and started arguing heatedly with him. The owner assured that people have been sent to buy the raw materials and fetch water, but he arguing continued. Seeing that we wouldn’t get food here, anywhere in the near future, we went to some other restaurant and had our dinner. By then, it was one o’ clock in the morning and we were exhausted. So, we returned home after that.
After all these, I have vowed that I’d never, ever go out for pandal-hopping during the Pujas. So much for keeping my fingers crossed!
PS : BTW, my friend and fellow Chipper, Choto Cheeta(aka Sourav Basu) has put up some nice pictures of Durga idols on his website. Check them out.