Mysureans past the age of 80 years can recollect the feature of people walking, read commuting, to reach their destinations such as the shops in the Central Business District (CBD) of the city, Offices of different Departments of the Government (their number being a fraction of what they are nowadays), schools and colleges (most of them reachable in a matter of minutes), places of worship (including Chamundeshwari temple on top of the Hill), markets to buy daily requirements of vegetables and fruits, shops to purchase clothes and jewellery, medical stores (in numbers that could be counted on one’s fingers), banks (dominated by the erstwhile Mysore Bank), City Railway Station to board trains and receive incoming kin as well as guests (hopping on to the now-gone friendly Mysore tongas), play grounds to witness sporting events), even hospital to care for the sick and last but not the least, their routine constitutional both in the mornings and evenings. The above scenario, which earned the remark about Mysore as a city of residents with a laid-back outlook, is not even a talking point in our times.
Mysore of yesteryears hosting bicycles whose number was well below 300, automobiles whose number was in two digits and only a couple of buses for providing public transport that didn’t find favour with typical Mysureans, has morphed into Mysuru hosting a population on the cusp of 15 lakh where commuting over even short distances is motorised. Walking is only for exercise marked by people reaching public parks on two-wheelers and cars.
Poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834), who wrote in 1834 the line Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink (from the poem “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”), if he were to be in Mysuru nowadays may perhaps write ‘Cars and mobikes everywhere, but nowhere to park them.’ The day is not too far away from modifying the line to read ‘People, people everywhere, but no place to walk.’ Hundreds of people gather at bus terminals, standing in long lines, jostling with the crowds, never minding the wait for time in which they could have walked the distance, much like the rustics were doing to reach the city from nearby villages. There are no words to compare the discomfort of commuting by public transport with the comfort of walking (then) and using personal transport (now).
To prescribe walking for commuting even within city limits is sure to be laughed at, given the facility of reaching destinations by autorickshaws, taxis on call and personal transport. Lastly, the challenges of public transport are a) crowding, b) connecting the last mile, c) unfriendly to the senior citizen and the physically challenged and d) lacking in punctuality, apart from low bus penetration, reportedly at 1.4 buses per 1,000 people in India.
Mysuru reflects what as been happening India-the galloping population explosion which means adding one Australia in less tan a year every year No city in India can escape this trend! When population soars, the resulting multiplier effect means competition for resources lead to a plethora of challenges. The scenario depicted should not be a surprise at all.
Referring to Coleridge’s masterly poem: “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”, and the symbolism of albatross which the poet so exquisitely portrays in tat poem, one can apply that symbolism for Mysuru to highlight the population albatross around its neck that results in severe constraints in so many ways!
Having stated the problems of over population, why do you resort to name dropping to make yourself sound erudite?
Perhaps you need to slake the thirst of your ego!
I like to walk to many places, but the fear of vehicles running into me, the smoke emitting out of them makes me avoid walking.. Also there are no foot paths for safe walking as you have to share the road with speeding vehicles.
Is there any constructive input from you: “common man” or you simply carp and carp? Just pathetic.
@whataworld: What is your expletives deleted constructive input? Everybody knows the problem of over population, corruption et al. Honestly, I have no magic solutions. All I can do is live my life in way I do not contribute to the existing problems. That is the reason we decided not have children. I bet you have children!
I have read your HIGH BROW comments. Not impressed, POS!!! You want argue with me? Bring it on AH.
Oh, Childless moron! Donate your ill-gotten funds to charity. Arguing with an impotent moron? No way!!
Hello Common man Interesting how you argue away about your impotency. Lots of people are in a similar situation, hiding behind an excuse or a ‘lofty ideal’ I suspected about your situation, reading your outburst. Best not to be aggressive. Sabarimala can help.
@srangeworld: You are a POS and you know it! Moron? Get of the hIgh Horse< MFer!
@Hanuman, You want me to test my potency? Now about my meeting your wife/daughter?AH POS!!
@starngeworld: ill gotten funds? I am not your favorite Congress pudari or HDK? I don’t need your expletive deleted advice on giving to charity. I do give more than you afford to do. I think you are an ill gotten son of your mother!
Hello Common man. If you are potent, you would have got children now. Meeting my wife /daughter? Be careful what you wish , you will return minus your dick as they are good in using machete!! Stop this nonsense, and grow up. You started it, idiot.
@Common fool. You sound like a eunuch IT techie!
@common moron. Are you drunk? You are accusing the wrong guy, instead of me. What a lunatic! Impotent moron!!
@Strangeworld. This “Common man” sounds like gay, who usually have aggressive attitude. They do not come out as gay, which is the brave thing to do; instead they marry to hide their sexuality and the tell tale signs are these closeted gays do argue that they do have children by choice. He appears as a typical gay man, interested in men only!!
Please use this wonderful forum for discussing about the problems, please…
swamy@You are right. But, if you look at the first 2 posts, they were wholly related to the issues mentioned in the article, and why Mysuru has become what it is. Until, this: ” Common man” came in with an obnoxious remark. No harm being analytical, but remarks that is meant to hurt is something wicked.