I have always believed that a person can live off the internet. With virtual offices and office-less organizations being a reality now, one can operate perfectly without leaving their house. Having said that, ordering food online was not being done so well in India … yes there are many people who are trying to do this for quite some time now, however I believed no one had nailed the experience.
I decided to give Foodpanda a try. The site features many restaurants in India with their menus. I went to find the nearby restaurants in Mumbai. You can choose to directly go to your favourite restaurant and start ordering, or you can provide your locality and area and find interesting joints from where you could order. All online.
I decided to discover places and found a place called Rocket Sandwiches … the prices were affordable and the menu looked great. After 10 minutes, I was done ordering and the order was confirmed!
The order which I placed on Foodpanda
The good part about the site is that the expectations and the wait time were given on the site for each of these restaurants. These wait times are fairly accurate and I was pleasantly surprised that the order arrived at my doorstep in the same amount of time.
- Simple site and to the point
- The ordering process works and does not require you to be a rocket scientist
- All the information you would want while ordering food is provided
- Entire process is automated, I did not have to talk to a single person throughout the process
- Good way to explore your neighbourhood joints or order food if you are in a new locality
- The site keeps track of all my orders and allows me to quickly re-order the same items (I’ll just have my regular!!)
Yes, there are a few of those!
- There are quite a few modal pop-ups (which open-up as a separate layer of the page) in the site. Thankfully, you can close those pop-ups.
- Ditto for the site-chat. If I do not wish to chat, then why is the functionality asking me to chat.
All in all, I am going to keep using this site!
For the past three years, I have been living in Mumbai. The city never ceases to amaze me with its variety, its vibrance and the sheer number of people it feeds. One of the threads that is seen snagging almost all the political conflicts in this place is the Marathi Manus. I think the term was coined and abused by the senior Thackeray, after which it has become the Congress equivalent of the Aam Aadmi.
Ask yourself this, how many times have you seen this ubiquitous Marathi Manus in action?
- How many times, is he given an accolade for some achievement or something?
- How many times does the society celebrate him?
- How many time does he get cited in the newspaper (and not as a collective noun)
The list could go on, but I guess, if any individual does manage to do any of the above, then that person is automatically separated from the collective identity of the Marathi Manus. It’s a socialist collective noun.
And, that’s precisely where you will see him. The morchas, the ganpati mandals and the gokulashtamis, the political party rallies and the voting booth stints, the fairs and the trains. All places where there is a sea and no scope to stand out, that’s where the collective stands out the most.
That saddens me, the fact that this term requires a collective to define itself, and will always stay around a collective. A collective which is meant to be led, and to be manipulated.
While the Twitter world went abuzz with the Mumbai Rains, I was not seeing the big deal with rains. So what?
Then I went to my car on my drive back to home.
- Potholes are not visible, you have to look for them and differentiate the pot holes from shallow puddles
- The car is slow to react
- You come to know nuances of your car when driving in rains, it makes noises that you never knew it could!!
- Vipers + Drizzle makes for an irritating screensaver while driving
- WIndows and windshield fogs up
- Mumbaikars run to their home like madmen when it rains, in cars. So more traffic
All this in one drive back home. Eagerly waiting the monsoons :-)
It’s Diwali in Mumbai. I can hear to the fireworks still going on … as Dhoni and the Indian team is getting prepared for lifting the world cup.
Cricket is a religion in India, and you could see it today as many Indians in the stadium were praying during the last few tense moments. The entire nation had come to a stand still during the final match of the World Cup 2011.
I had to drop my parents off to the railway station, and the roads were as empty as they normally are at 2am in the morning. Traffic signals were not working, auto rickshaws were not there. Imagine no traffic near Andheri Station!!
A final note, I had been a critic of MS Dhoni, but I am happy to admit that I was wrong. Well played Mr. Cool!! Hats off!! And Thank You!!
A side note … where is Ms. Pandey?
Google Maps Link
Prasad & Harshaja
An extension of the last post, but I figured – that it deserves a separate mention. So, here we go!!
On the day I touched Mumbai, one of the first things I did was back-up my machine and format it. Formatting is like a cleansing mechanism for me … like turning over a new leaf. A new OS, a new folder structure, my choice and my will to decide how I want to proceed forward. The data of the past legacy long forgotten and the freedom to take decisions as I want them.
Erasing all the baggage and getting rejuvenated for a new life. As I write this, it gives me a secret thrill … to be on the verge of a new year, in the middle of an economic crisis, without getting shackled to a conventional “job”. Have decided to benefit from the past years, and the advises given by friends … and here is my resolution for the new year (I know it’s early, but I intend on keeping this one).
To be more critical – because chalta hain does not cut it.
Think about it.