
Then
came the rash of newer and mostly low cost airlines with their hordes
of young staff, bright eyed, bushy-tailed – and presumably brimming with
bonhomie and energy. These relative newbies have retained their smiles
longer than their predecessors in the aviation business, but the good
humour appears to be wearing thin now. Blame it on recession, long
hours, staff shortages and even creepy customers, but smiles are
becoming harder to come by again, unless you’re a VIP or CIP.
Only
airline staff should not be blamed, though. Indians in general are
chary of smiling. An unprovoked smile often elicits the same sequential
response as an unexpected slap: shock, surprise, suspicion. If the
smiler and the smilee – for want of better terms! – happen to be of the
same sex, the reaction may be slightly less extreme than if they are of
different genders. In case of the latter, the degree of suspicion or
skepticism also depends on which gender initiated the smile.
Yet
there is no real cultural barrier to smiling in India, unlike kissing,
which has an unpleasantly occidental flavour for some. It is possibly
the nicest way to say a range of things with actually saying a word. For
a people who are not naturally physically tactile, it should be the
best way to communicate or simply connect without any actual contact.
But for some reason it is not. Indeed smiling in India – as many women
have discovered to their chagrin – is often misconstrued as ‘interest’.
But
that should not impede smiling in more discrete situations, such as
offices and gatherings. Yet smiles are probably the rarest in offices.
One puzzled and somewhat disappointed head of a large company once told
me “People don’t smile”. He meant the employees he encountered when
entering and exiting the office each day. He was clearly a familiar and
always pleasant face but he drew blank stares most of the time. So he
concluded that people just don’t smile in general.
I
had a different take on such stinginess. “They don’t smile because they
don’t know you,” I told him. Indians tend to smile – if at all – only
at those whom they know or those who matter. Like airline staff. He was
indeed a face that many employees saw very often but did not have the
faintest idea of his identity, given his famously reclusive and low-key
persona. Had they known he was ‘The Boss’, he may have got more smiles –
ingratiating as well as genuine – than he bargained for.
The
most precious smiles are impromptu and impartial ones, like a happy
baby’s. As children grow up, their smiles become less carefree, more
cautious. By the time they are adults, they ration their smiles for
family and friends. The most pernicious non-economic shortage in India
if not the world is of ‘real’ smiles. I can vouch that a smile (like the
Bard said about the quality of mercy) is twice blessed: “It blesseth
him that gives and him that takes.” Are you generous with your smiles? I
am.
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