The
truth now looks fiction
The truth about old times now looks unbelievable,
a fiction.
In 1957-58 in the north, the rates in a dhaba,
then nicknamed hotel, your bill was determined by the number of rotis (chapattis)
one consumed as the rate was per roti. The charge was only for the
number of chapattis one ate, dal and one vegetable dish was served free of cost.
This situation sparked a joke too. A villager went to a town and asked the
dhaba owner the rate for the meal. The owner replied, "One aana (six naya
paisa) per roti". "And dal-subzi?" he asked. "It's
free", told the owner. "Then give me only dal-subzi and no
roti", the simpleton ordered.
Three of we friends had a habit. We must have our
meals in the night even if we were not hungry. Once we three had our dinner in
a dhabba. We ate one roti each and our bill was three aana (eighteen paise).
Can you believe it?
At that time, one rupee was too much for tea and
snacks for two people. Tea cost 10 paisa, samosa 10 paisa and barfi piece 15
paisa. So two teas, two samosas and two barfi pieces cost only 70 paisa. If you
felt still hungry, taking two more samosas could take the bill to only 90 paise
and not rupee one.
For regular customers, the dhabas charged Rs. 14,
then 16 and Rs. 18 per month. In 1958 the dhabas increased the monthly charges
by Rs. 2. There was a strike by students and the monthly consumers. In monthly
charges, the dhabawallas served a sweet dish on Sundays and curd or raita on
Wednesdays.
In 1972-73 I used to get a little more than three
litres plus mobile oil for my scooter for just Rs. 10.
We used to purchase moongphali weighing
roughly about 100 grams for 10 paisa. Once at about 10 in the morning, I gave a
10-rupee note and asked the vendor to give me moongphali worth 10 paisa.
The vendor innocently said, "Babuji, what joke are you playing with me? I
won't sell moongphali worth Rs. 10 the whole day and you are asking me
to return Rs. 9.90 to you."
In 1973 I stayed in a Nainital hotel right on the
lake for Rs. 20 per day for a room with attached bathroom, drawing and dressing
room.
In about 1983-84 I travelled in an Indian Airlines
flight from New Delhi to Bangalore, then to Cochin, to Trivandrum, to Madurai,
to Madras (now Chennai), to Tirupati and back to Madras and then to Mumbai. It
cost me just about Rs. 3500.
I was just a student in school when I was told
that the then Union Food Minister Rafi Ahmad Kidwai ordered raids on hoarders
and profiteers and prices of essential commodities fell. I remember the rate of
sarson oil then was Rs. 0.75, for desi ghee Rs. 1.25, pakoras at Rs. 0.75 and
barfi Rs. 1.25 each per ser (a little less than one Kg).
In 1973 the price of 5 Kilogrammes of peas (matter)
was Re. 1 in wholesale market in Chandigarh. Even in 1978 sarson oil was sold
at Rs. 7/8 per Kg.
In Chandigarh around 1968 the rate for one Kg of bhuna
chana (roasted gram) and grapes was `2 each. It then
sparked the comment: Andher nagri chaupat raja, take ser bhaji, take ser
khaja.
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