Tuesday, 17 December 2013

1 Bus-Ride, 1000 Problems !!!

Long time no see my dear readers !!!


Life is similar to a bus ride.

The journey begins when we board the bus.

We meet people along our way of which some are strangers, some friends and some strangers yet to be friends.

There are stops at intervals and people board in.

At times some of these people make their presence felt, leave an impact through their grace and beauty on us fellow passengers while on other occasions they remain indifferent.

But then it is important for some people to make an exit, to get down and walk the paths they were destined to because if people always made an entrance and never left either for the better or worse, then we would feel suffocated and confused like those people in the bus, the purpose of the journey would lose its essence and the journey altogether would neither be worthwhile nor smooth.
Reading this long paragraph not only made me remember about the persons entering & exiting my life, it also gave me an idea as to dedicate an article entirely for buses !!!

The moment we hear the word "BUS", the following image appears in our mind :)


Hehe :) I didn't know how to describe such an image in words, so i thought of a better idea !!!

Almost each and everyone of us might have had experiences in travelling by such crowded buses. The first and the foremost achievement for us would be to go past the "Receptionists" (Usually college blokes who hang freely from the bus). Girls & ladies are allowed to go in, but boys have to stand in the bus stairs until the next stop arrives. Then, as the crowd disperses, we get to sit in the bus.

Right from the bus stop/bus stand, we get to face a lot of obstacles. After reaching the stop, the nearby beggar who was sitting quietly until now would have started his daily activity. And, I don't know what he sees in our face, but he starts bugging us instead of all the others already standing. Our favorite Ilaiyaraja song which was being played in the tea shop nearby would have stopped, giving way to all the advertisements and commercials to scream out of the loud-speakers and irritate us to the core. Drops of sweat emerge and still, there is no sign of the bus. The beautiful girl/boy standing next to us now begins to chat happily with his/her lover on phone, adding to our disappointment. A bus arrives, but is too crowded. An anomaly in our life is that if we do not enter a crowded bus, another bus will never come at all, but if we enter it, the next bus will be less crowded and will move faster !!!

But wait... then comes another problem. The bus goes through another route !!! We have to wait until the next stop arrives and get down. We should walk back to the same stop again until the next bus comes, and we get into it after confirming about its route through a fellow passenger or the conductor.

The conductors are the most misunderstood people in our lives. The first problem we face with him is trying to make him understand where we've headed off to. Due to too much noise, "Gandhi Nagar" will be understood as "Shanthi Nagar", "Nehru Colony" as "Guru Park", etc.

Now comes the main difficulty. "Change ???", the conductor asks. No matter how much we search in our pockets/purses, all the loose coins would have disappeared all of a sudden. The conductor either gets irritated & gives the change or, gives us the ultimate punishment "I'll give it afterwards". Now we have to wait patiently until he pities us and gives our change. Every time we ask the conductor, he dismisses us (much to our irritation) or gives the change out of sympathy.

Standing in a bus is the worst punishment granted to us. Lots of people stamp on our feet and there is a constant fear in our minds regarding pick-pockets and chain-snatchers. The second we get a chance to sit down on a seat, an old man emerges from nowhere and we are forced to stand up. Then, if we get a seat, a college girl/boy spots us and gives us his/her bag to keep.

Sitting down after having faced all the above difficulties, our eyes begin to dose, when suddenly, we've reached our destination, forcing us to wake up in frustration. We have to go through the long crowd who stand like a herd of sheep. We must be careful of stamping on other's feet or else they'll scold us angrily. The conductor would have gone to the front, and we have to shout for the bus to stop. The conductor doesn't listen, owing to the noisy crowd, and blows the whistle, asking the bus to start. We are urged to stand until the next stop arrives. The return journey is by walk again.

Nowadays, bus-rides have become really strenuous and tiring due to the above difficulties we face during our journey. All I can conclude from these observations is that in spite of all these, if a person suffering from obesity starts travelling by bus, he/she can become lean very soon !!!