"Bussie" Rides.
Buses. I've to get on them like ~10times (to n fro) a week. 1hr/trip. 10hours every wk. 40hours every month. 480hours every year. It's 5th sem now, not considering this sem, i've wasted 960hours taking a bus: SIM <--> HOME. Madness. If your maths is ok, u shd know that it's about 40days of my life, wasted, sitting in the bus. Doing nothing. (not tt i'm lazy, but i just can't do anything!)
Experiences I've had in the bus (that i can remem' of):
- Bus captains driving hell'a SLOW (cyclist by roadside seems to 'ZOOM' past)
- Bus captain fought/quarelled with passenger, stopping in the middle of the road (hell true)
- Noisy+Sweaty+Smelly school boys brushed you by. (u wished u didn't exist, or e other way round)
- Couple smooching
- Passengers shouting (considered a fight? i dunno man)
- Peeps putting baggages on the seat nxt to 'em (i do hope they 'Beep-ed' an ez-link for their BAG)
- Young man pretending to sleep when an old lady is struggling & balancing right before him. (heartless beast)
- Everybody refusing to move to e rear during peak timings. (sucks!)
It isn't alot of stuff mentioned, but it's mainly for some thoughts.
There ain't much things i could do on a bus ride. Basically 'stonning' is what i can think of. Alternatively, eyes fixed on the moving scenes outside of bus, mind thinking about other things else. Sober thoughts of course.
Taking a bus is like a motion to me:
You hail for that bus, get on, grab a seat nearest to you/stand till your legs are sore, press the bell, get off.
O, what a silly chore in life! This post reaches out to the hearts of those staying in the 'sub-urbs'. I feel for you...
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