The auto-wala says it to the fellow auto-wala waiting on the red light. The bus-wala says it to the bus-wala coming from the opposite side in IIT. The student says it to the student coming from the opposite side.
"Aur sab badhiya?" (In the typical "How YOU doin?" style head movement)
And then you see girls meeting each other. I always see the guys complaining that there is little variety in their lives in terms of clothing, accessories, bla bla... But when it comes to meeting and greeting each other, we as a species are way more advanced than chics in this case. But mind you, the 'love' they have for each other is incomparable to us. The '<3 <3 <3's and the 'love u babes..mmmmuuuaaaahh...missing yaaaa"s on Facebook are proof of that. You see two girls screaming "Heyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!" and running towards each other with hands all opened up, you can never figure if they're meeting after 5 years or 5 minutes. Such is the loooove. Bitch.
"Aur sab badhiya?" (In the typical "How YOU doin?" style head movement)
Yes. I am badhiya sir. Yes. You really care sir. No. I don't want to give a random smile sir.
It's funny how a funny mix of culture and 'deude'-ism can shape your mannerisms and behavior and make you a complete 'stud'. The language might change from region to region but the intent always remains the same. Non-chalant.
In Gurgaon, it takes the form of "Ke haal se bhai?". Badheeya se bhai.
In Delhi, the 'deude' says the form of "Kya haal hain tereeee?Aur bata?". Tu bata deeeee!
In Chandigarh, it takes the attitude-bhara, "Kiddaaan??". Vadiya bhraava.
In Ankleshwar(read Gujarat, you illiterate geography masters), it takes the subtle shape of "Kem cho Vebhav-bhai?". Saaru che Ramneek bhai.
In Mumbai, it echoes with bhidhu-ism dissolved in "Kaisa hai boss?". Mazze mein boss. Bas baarish ni rukti.
In Seattle, it goes to another level all altogether, "Yo. Wassup bro?" Yo. I don't know what to say when you ask me Wassup!
Down south in Bengaluru, they don't talk to us.
The handshakes have disappeared. The super confusing basketball-player-type "Yo homey!" punches and chest thumps are here. Touching the feet of elders has disappeared. What remains is what looks like an aerobics move to just twist your abs a bit and stay fit. "Hey Mom! Whats up!". Khote da puttar.
The phenomenon is global, no doubt. The responses more or less the same.
And then you see girls meeting each other. I always see the guys complaining that there is little variety in their lives in terms of clothing, accessories, bla bla... But when it comes to meeting and greeting each other, we as a species are way more advanced than chics in this case. But mind you, the 'love' they have for each other is incomparable to us. The '<3 <3 <3's and the 'love u babes..mmmmuuuaaaahh...missing yaaaa"s on Facebook are proof of that. You see two girls screaming "Heyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!" and running towards each other with hands all opened up, you can never figure if they're meeting after 5 years or 5 minutes. Such is the loooove. Bitch.

Hahahaha, Down south in Bangalore, they dont talk to us :P..
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Thanks bhaaji! :)
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