OK! oof. It started like this..........I was waiting for about 15 mins (5 more than usual) for my bus to arrive and carry me to my tuition. Generally it takes about half an hour to reach my class and I somehow have the luck to get a seat to sit on and the bus is mostly Deluxe. However everything was vertically opposite of my routine! The bus was the normal one....so I had the Beware! mindset as I knew there would be crowd.The seat which should have been MINE , ie, which was free when I bought the ticket and taken over exactly when I made a move to sit on it! Then this unpleasant, over shrewd ,sharp tongued lady with her two kids had a fight with the bus driver and questioned his ability to drive a bus. That damned man got all his fuses blown , stopped the bus and started arguing with her.....precious 10 mins gone!
5 precious mins which could have stopped us getting caught from the Traffic Jam. The longest and the most uncomfortable jam of my life! I will explain my exact position before you come to the conclusion that I am a the high class peter who lives in AC all the time.I was standing in a bus where there was no place to stand with two fat ladies (shorter than me!) ,directly in front of me was the window...don't relax! It was CLOSED and I do pity the small girl sitting next to that window asking her mom when KK nagar bus stand would come ( 2 stops AFTER me.....no seat for me then!) There was this lady next to me who wouldn't pass the tickets and other one behind me who would love to pass it to me!
Lets look at in a broader way! Think about the people who had to go to kannamapettai to see the burial of their dear ones! The ones who had to rush to some emergencies like tiny tots who were all alone and had the potential to ruin the house in a moment's thought or a more serious case of medical injury? Already the buses are very fast( I'm sarcastic) and what with all these stupid jams affecting their speed!
After finishing my tuition after which I was literally brain dead I boarded the bus in hope of a better trip back home. The bus was deluxe but it was more crowded than the ordinary one!Remembering my grandmother's words I got a ticket to the midway point (saidapet) in the hope of catching an empty bus back home! Alas! as The Vembuli Amman as the final say in everything I seem to be doing she decided to halt my bus again. I had to endure the tortures of waiting, coping up with angry & apologetic faces at the same time and the tall girl's stinking armpit too!Finally the bus reached saidapet....I was too drained to wait for ANOTHER bus ,so waited in the same bus. Fortunately as many people got down in saidapet I got a seat to sit on....Unfortunately the conductor was in a sourer mood than me and the thought of me getting another ticket to renew my trip didn't appeal him ( maybe as I was ABOUT to switch buses?) and he charged me a rather costly ticket. Finally I reached my stop and got down.
The following post was only the pains when gods start using the roads........what about politicians? They are WORSE! At least the god comes once a year ......these politicians...... OMG! Cyaz later!