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Entertaining journey

St. Joseph’s College for Women: Call it ludicrous or frivolous but there is nothing as entertaining as a travelling experience in a city bus. Well, one morning, I was waiting for the bus to get to my college. I had my computer pr actical that day and I couldn’t dare go late to the class because I don’t like the lecturers point their stubby fingers at me! I was praying to all the three crore or so ‘devathas’ to grant me the immediate boon of a bus to my college. And Voila! I see the green bus slithering on the road from a distance. I caught the bus and to my utter dismay, it was already almost full. Unfortunately, my mercury levels were rising rather quickly because I was sandwiched between everyone and almost felt like a sardine in a tin. Suddenly, the driver screeched the bus to a halt and I saw that a small dog had come in front of the bus. A lanky man with a loose dog string dangling in his hands came inside the bus and started yelling at the driver for his “irresponsible behaviour and rash driving” and coaxed the traffic police to pay him the compensation.

While I was almost enjoying the little entertainment going on, I was equally worried about my class, so I decided to get down and catch another bus. Butthe driver quickly apologized to the lanky fellow and resumed his job. I felt a rush of sympathy towards the driver and for a moment, virtually stepped into his shoes. . And the conductor? His job’s no less than a Herculean task of giving tickets to everyone, moving around in the packed buses, almost drenching themselves in their sweat. Pondering over their poignant and humdrum jobs, I asked the driver, who seemed to be upset by the commotion of the dog owner, “How do you manage all these everyday? I would have burst out at him.” He smiled at me and said, “It’s always the same, ma. We are used to it.” I said angrily, “But it was no fault of yours. It was his dog and he couldn’t control it properly.” He smiled and shrugged, as if to say, ‘Life’s like that.’ I couldn’t but appreciate the driver’s incessant sense of positive attitude and the fire of motivation which kept burning in his heart, despite numerous troubles faced by him everyday.

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