They call this the land of rising sun. The place where sun rises very early in the day through out the year. I call this the world of 'Sans'. San is a Japanese word for Mr. / Mrs. / Ms. which literally translates to the 'Ji' in Hindi. Its the Japanese tradition to add San after someones name to show respect. Shimura-san, Honda-san, June-san, etc.

And this is the world of unwritten, strictly followed rules. People here brush thrice a day even be it while at work. Queues are automatically formed as if there is a orchestrator pushing one behind the other. Pin drop silence in elevators as if every paused their breath. People stand on the left side of an escalator, to let time constrained folks run past them on right. Lastly, and most importantly, there is not any sign of trash anywhere.

And then you have levels. Levels of trust, friendship, respect, and for that matter even the bow they make when greeting has different levels measured by the bent angle. There is also a deep sense for perfection. If not perfect, its not complete and if not Japanese, its not perfect.

Lastly, there is a strong hierarchal respect given to higher levels if at work or for elderly outside. Never say 'no' to your boss. Never question your boss.

I am impressed. I am impressed at their politeness, at their humility and their respect for workmanship. Unfortunately, everything is mechanised. Time drives people here than vice versa. 

Just wondering, don't these people get bored?


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