Tum-Tum (or Tam-Tam but I like the former as I think it should be spelt as it is pronounced, similar to Tummy) is one of the most preferred modes of transport in Pune. I don’t know because of choice but I figured that it must be because of lack of options because I don’t think people would want to be stuffed in an iron box with 7/8/9 other sweaty people in the Pune heat. This metal box is seen moving around in Pune with their drivers thinking themselves as nothing short of Schumacher. It’s equivalent to a roller coaster ride (with the roads) at a cheap rate. These things guzzle gallons of diesel and make so much sound that one would need ear plugs if you stay in it for a longer duration of time.
These experiences are thoughts that came to my mind when I was sitting in one of these hot iron boxes while travelling in Pune. These thoughts are mostly about people who were sitting with me, in front on me, on me. What I think they do, what were their expressions, where do they belong, what language do they speak?
Coming soon: Korean Guy
