During college days, I was often at the receiving end of queue crashers. After spending half-an-hour in serpentine queues meant for men at cinemas, we would find young women turning up at the eleventh minute (or second) to take away the last bunch of tickets. Married women often act as conduits for their spouses in cinema counters while we men look on grudgingly.
Has anyone boarded a train compartment or a bus without pushing, pulling, blocking or jostling others? It is common to see people throwing handkerchiefs, hats and other missiles from a distance to “book” their seats. Once, I did the same on a train but a young man forcibly occupied the seat on which I had thrown my kerchief. I pleaded with him “at least return my kerchief,” even as fellow passengers burst into peels of laughter.
B.V. Kumar,Nellore
