Its a humid afternoon. I am walking towards a bus stop near my place.The Sun is out bright and there is a cool gentle breeze at irregular intervals which provides some relief from the burning sunshine on my face.I have reached the bus stop. I thank God for the canopy of trees adjacent to the bus stop, as under it, is my favourite waiting spot.
I am waiting for the inevitable.I am waiting for one of the most gruelling bus rides on the face of the earth.I am waiting for the everyday in a lifetime opportunity,where I get to test my physicality,put my wits to the test,improvise and survive till I get down at my destination in 1 piece. Yes, this is exactly how one feels after a bus ride in my city.
Soon a bus arrives and people flock to it as if this is the one and only bus remaining among the large fleet of busses plying in the city everyday.Anyway, so I somehow manage to board the bus, not before the automatic doors close on my foot which was hanging outside the bus while the bus was already in motion, reminding me to PUSH!!! through and try to get in.Finally, I am in.
After struggling to get a ticket for myself and for the 5 other people who sprinted to catch seats and now cant get up to buy tickets for themselves for the fear of loosing their seats, I find a place to stand,comfortably,near a big window, which provides a decent outside view.As the stops pass by it becomes visibly clear that the number of passengers just keep on increasing.I mean isnt anyone getting off the bus or what??Soon I see myself crammed against the window,rendered paralysed with the only part of my anatomy allowed to move, being my neck.
I am 2 stops away from my destination.Its now or never.On my way towards the door(I know I am sounding very dramatic because the door is right in front of me)which will take me 2 stops to reach, I push,pull,grab and finally make it.The door opens and I just have to stand and let go.The crowd getting off just takes you along with it and puts you onto the platform of the stop.
I try to regain my balance after having my glasses knocked off by a guy who is apparently in a rush,and then walk away thanking God for leaving me unscathed.
I am waiting for the inevitable.I am waiting for one of the most gruelling bus rides on the face of the earth.I am waiting for the everyday in a lifetime opportunity,where I get to test my physicality,put my wits to the test,improvise and survive till I get down at my destination in 1 piece. Yes, this is exactly how one feels after a bus ride in my city.
Soon a bus arrives and people flock to it as if this is the one and only bus remaining among the large fleet of busses plying in the city everyday.Anyway, so I somehow manage to board the bus, not before the automatic doors close on my foot which was hanging outside the bus while the bus was already in motion, reminding me to PUSH!!! through and try to get in.Finally, I am in.
After struggling to get a ticket for myself and for the 5 other people who sprinted to catch seats and now cant get up to buy tickets for themselves for the fear of loosing their seats, I find a place to stand,comfortably,near a big window, which provides a decent outside view.As the stops pass by it becomes visibly clear that the number of passengers just keep on increasing.I mean isnt anyone getting off the bus or what??Soon I see myself crammed against the window,rendered paralysed with the only part of my anatomy allowed to move, being my neck.
I am 2 stops away from my destination.Its now or never.On my way towards the door(I know I am sounding very dramatic because the door is right in front of me)which will take me 2 stops to reach, I push,pull,grab and finally make it.The door opens and I just have to stand and let go.The crowd getting off just takes you along with it and puts you onto the platform of the stop.
I try to regain my balance after having my glasses knocked off by a guy who is apparently in a rush,and then walk away thanking God for leaving me unscathed.
No comments:
Post a Comment