I love rickshaws. They are exciting. They are insane. These days they a little green as well, running on LPG. But rickshaws aren’t for the faint hearted or the weak of stomach. They demand a certain strength of character, and a cheat code: as with everything Indian, there is order in chaos, and once you figure it out things seem perfectly normal. So here goes:
Think crazy theme park ride, not transport – Remember those crazy car chase sequences which only the Bournes and the Bonds of the world are destined for, well think of the rickshaw as your ticket to the adventure-thriller genre. The trick is to approach the ride as you would a roller coaster.
He isn’t Michael Schumacher; he is better – As ridiculous as this sounds, the driver knows how it’s done. He knows when to hold back, when to squeeze through, and when to power on. In the many years I’ve travelled by rickshaw, I’ve never been involved in a rickshaw accident, and it’s not for lack of trying, mind you. Or maybe it’s all about luck.
Road safety means being a prude – This one goes out to the ladies. If you’d rather he keep his eyes on the road, instead of the mirror staring at the girls, you’ll want to fix your neckline to boring. Button up or wrap yourself in a scarf; the scarf doubles up as a pollution mask as well.
Don’t worry, they will blink first – There’s no point in getting a heart attack over a little rash driving. Traffic rules in India are mythical; everyone’s heard the stories, but there’s no proof they really exist. The rule of the road is more Darwinian – survival of the fittest (bravest, actually). The more pig-headed the driver, the quicker you’ll reach your destination. You’ll hear abuses hurled around, you’ll have to hold on for an unpredictable swerve or two. But you’ll get to your destination in one piece.
Keep an eye on the rate cards and the running meter – The subcontinent is a big, big place. Different rules govern different places. If you are in Mumbai, the rickshaw will run to the meter. Of course, chances are the meter is tampered, but still. In Delhi on the other hand, the meter is just an accessory, like the party clutch, useless but shiny. You must fix on the rate before getting into the rickshaw. Get your local contact to find you a recent rickshaw rate card or find out how much the journey should cost you. Either way, accept that you will be overcharged.
Go ahead, steal a peek – Sure you might be running into a lounging dog or barely squeezed in between two obese buses, but don’t turn your eyes away from the road. It might be ugly, it might be uncomfortable, it might be intense, but it will never be boring out there. Take in the colours and flavours of the country that changes every two steps. The number of absurd, amusing and fascinating things one gets to see from a rickshaw is a long rambling post on its own.
I really enjoyed reading your blogpost, keep up writing such exciting stuff!
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I can’t wait for a rickshaw ride. Do they crash a lot, though, into other rickshaws? Or people?
It should be impossible not to crash. But like Abhi says below, they manage never to.
This piece was fantastic and funny! You’re one talented lady to write both beautiful prose and humorous advice. 🙂 I’ll keep these tips in mind for my dream trip to India!
Thanks Nancy!
I am from India [Chandigarh] but Auto Rickshaws of Mumbai and traffic in general amazes me.
I’ll second that. Mumbai traffic is insane. Thanks for stopping by.
Spot on with the rickshaw tips. But am I the only one who thinks Mumbai traffic is tame compared to Amdavad traffic? =)
Brilliant! Absolutely true!
@Sabina: No, they will just manage to not crash (or even scratch) other auto rickshaws/people. 😀
Abhi, bet you have stories of your own. All said and done, I love rickshaws!
Hi Neha,
So glad you like my series! Love this post on rickshaws brings me right back to my travels through South East Asia !
Thanks for stopping by. Would love to hear your stories too!
Hahaha, I really, really hope I get to experience this sometime. Although it seems incredibly terrifying.
Terrifying? Noooo, well yes, but noooo!
Oh my – that sounds crazy. I hope I get a chance to experience the thrill of the rickshaw soon!
Yeah, it really is crazy, they’ve even turned it into a neat event; someday I want to take part.
This is hilarious, Neha. But so true!
I’m currently in Mumbai [after really long] and I have to say, they become gutsier every year!
Obnoxious is the word I’d use! Hope you’re having a great time. Be sure to eat a lot 🙂
I’d like to see how developing world drivers would fare in car races in the US and Europe… they’d probably win 😉
Actually, I think they’d fail miserably. Anything rule based might prove too much of a challenge 🙂
Haha, good point!
Oooh la la…lovely post..loved that last line. U forgot god photos in the rick and Ash and Urmila on the sides. Also, I have seen newspaper stands, first Aid boxes and the like in there as well.
The rickshaw as I can personally testify is a great place to make out 😀
Hahaha, yeah the rickshaws are decorated with Bollywood celebrity posters. Can be pretty creepy having a starlet stare at you like that. They also have music players, though the effect is more ear drum shattering than entertainment. The first aid kit is pretty cool though! And seriously making out in a rick? Didn’t the guy end up driving into a ditch? There’s a story there Kits!
haha
interesting “survival” guide!
Thanks for stopping by Neeraj
What a wonderful writing! ^^
Thanks Julie. I stopped by your website; love your work.
very very funny, and so true!!! no point meddling with the auto guys methods.
one thing, if i may add, he always knows the shortest route. Or in other words, if you suggest a shorter route, he can miraculously make it longer that makes u wonder why u came down it. best to just tell him the destinantion and make your peace with the process!
Oh I hate it when they ask what route you want to take. I stick to ‘whichever will have less traffic right now.’ They always take the other one of course.