కొత్త బంగారు లోకం (kotta bangaru lokam)
Kotta Bangaru Lokam, Maaku Kavali Sontam!
(This new golden age, shall be our very own!)
A TV show on the new snazzy Hyderabad International Airport used this headline. There was palpable excitement in the media and the general population for the new 'world-class' airport in the city. One can sense the optimism that this is only the beginning of things to come.
I had to go to Chennai yesterday, and I have seen the airport. So here's a first hand report!
The drive to the airport was smooth. It took less than an hour to reach there in the early hours of the day. On some stretches of the road, you just glide along the road. It's that smooth. Things could definitely be better though, some stretches seem unsafe.
The airport itself was huge. The other airport gave no personal space. This one has separate gates for every flight. There was enough place to sit. There were book-stores, coffee places, breakfast places and the service was polite and costly.
I thought to myself -- Is this an Indian airport? It feels like a western one!
And that was a moment of epiphany for me. The airport did not feel Indian!
For all its glass facades, escalators, lifts, it lacked the Indian essence. The old airport thrust in your face the very colourful "Incredible India!" campaign. Yeah, this airport had the mandatory picture of a caparisoned elephant, but it was the only one I saw. I missed the riot of Indian culture in the airport.
Some stalls had caucasian women serving customers.
TV channels showed HBO movies. I missed tollywood and bollywood.
I had made up my mind, that this airport was not Indian.
When I returned from Chennai, I tried to reinforce this idea through everything I saw. On the whole, it did not feel Indian.
Then, as I came out of the airport towards parking, I noticed something - the very Indian red stains of pan colouring one of the majestic pillars.
The old airport is dead. Long live the old airport!
(This new golden age, shall be our very own!)
A TV show on the new snazzy Hyderabad International Airport used this headline. There was palpable excitement in the media and the general population for the new 'world-class' airport in the city. One can sense the optimism that this is only the beginning of things to come.
I had to go to Chennai yesterday, and I have seen the airport. So here's a first hand report!
The drive to the airport was smooth. It took less than an hour to reach there in the early hours of the day. On some stretches of the road, you just glide along the road. It's that smooth. Things could definitely be better though, some stretches seem unsafe.
The airport itself was huge. The other airport gave no personal space. This one has separate gates for every flight. There was enough place to sit. There were book-stores, coffee places, breakfast places and the service was polite and costly.
I thought to myself -- Is this an Indian airport? It feels like a western one!
And that was a moment of epiphany for me. The airport did not feel Indian!
For all its glass facades, escalators, lifts, it lacked the Indian essence. The old airport thrust in your face the very colourful "Incredible India!" campaign. Yeah, this airport had the mandatory picture of a caparisoned elephant, but it was the only one I saw. I missed the riot of Indian culture in the airport.
Some stalls had caucasian women serving customers.
TV channels showed HBO movies. I missed tollywood and bollywood.
I had made up my mind, that this airport was not Indian.
When I returned from Chennai, I tried to reinforce this idea through everything I saw. On the whole, it did not feel Indian.
Then, as I came out of the airport towards parking, I noticed something - the very Indian red stains of pan colouring one of the majestic pillars.
The old airport is dead. Long live the old airport!
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