Indians

I am going to talk my experience with some Indians. I was going to SG for training this week. I boarded the plane on time and as I was leafing through the Krisflyer magazine, suddenly a young Indian lady stood beside me and said 'excuse me'. I sat at the isle seat so I politely stood up and let her in. Nice pretty girl with big eyes and good figure. Without saying anything, she unslung her bag and gave a feeble attempt to reach for the top compartment where we put our bags. She's almost 5 feet 8.. kinda tall but she didn't really try hard to reach at the compartment so I said "let me help you" and offered to open it for her. She did not look at me nor said anything and then she just passed the bag to me. I looked at her.. she looked back and then just went into the window seat. What the? I threw her back into the compartment and sat down in disgust! What a rude girl. I continued to leaf through and before I knew it, another Indian lady came over. I assumed it was her mother. Again, I stood up, she said nothing and before I could sit back down, the father came and said loudly "can you take this seat?" and pointed at the seat in front. I hesitated, the word "No" is at the tip of my tongue but decided not to make a scene I sat in front. I looked at my colleague and he gave me a "wtf" look.

So I took a nap and the plane took off and at one point, we came across a turbulance. The captain put on the "put on the seat belt" sign. Everybody returned to their seat, except, you guess it, the Indians. It seems there are more than 3 of them. They Family is scattered all over the planes. All I need to do is to look up and I see Indians standing or talking loudly all over the airplane. It's like they own the air plane or something.

This reminded me of the trip to Egypt where a family of Indians made a scene during dinner and almost end up fighting with a couple of Caucasians. I believe that was my first encounter with Indians. Seems like they like to travel in a big group and think that they own the world. My other bad encounter with Indians was the day I was watching a movie with Anti Ringgit.. we were lining up to buy ticket at TGV. Guess what? An Indian couple (and I am not talking about Malaysian Indians here), just walked right up to the counter, cut the whole queue and started buying! It wasn't a long queue and the couple who was supposed to be next was busy chatting to notice so nobody said anything... but I was aghast at their audacity and rudeness!

Anyway, back to my story. So these Indians were yakking and shouting from the right window across to the other window. I'm amazed that nobody complained. I guess it's because the trip to SG is short and nobody wanted to make a scene. So, all of us sufferred in silence.

As the plane started to descend and the seat lights belt is on again, our friends are still standing around. The air stewardress called to them, "Sir, please sit down." The man sat down and then 5 seconds later, he stood up again. The plane is about to touched down. "Sit down, sir" shouted the air stewardress as she unbuckled and came towards him. He sat down and stood up again. Did he has piles or something up his ass, I wondered out loud. The air stewardress gave up. The plane touched down and a few of our friends started to stand up to open the compartment. Can you believe it? The plane just touched down like 5 seconds ago!! Goodness!

The stewardress was probably pulling her hair out as she shouted from behind again "Sir, please seat down and wait for the plane to stop before taking your things." The man finally sat down. His family started giggling and laughing and talking out loud. I don't know what to say. I try to think that I am not a racist, but I can't help to think that this is somehow their culture. Those Indians who could travel are rich and therefore they think everbody is of a lower caste.

As I was recovering, I remembered that I have to meet rotitelur and her Indian husband on the same night.. I really wonder how rotitelur can stand Indians... :D