Nighttime at the CNG pumps: a sight we saw all too often because the route to our flat went right by the gas station. So close that we could practically feel our pillows on our weary heads, but too far for walking to make any sense (never mind the traffic and lack of sidewalks on Aurbindo Marg), all we could do is get out and watch. We can’t stay seated and doze — the fuel intake is hidden in a panel under our seat.
So we stand, and wait, and try not to fall asleep, and get stared at while we take pictures to pass the time.
Our Delhi Struggle 
You have to get out mostly b/c it’s illegal to have passengers in the rickshaw while fueling.
Great blog, have been following it for a long time but this post made me comment.
Was in Delhi last year for 6 months and the CNG stations are a pain.
The auto driver will always plead ” It will take 5 minutes, 3 autos in line, 2 minutes and we are done.”
It never used to be the case I used to travel for 45 minutes of which 20 minutes were standing in a CNG pump.
“So we stand, and wait, and try not to fall asleep, and get stared at while we take pictures to pass the time.”
Are you used to this? Getting stared at, that is?