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My bus ride to work






When I lived in Kottayam I usually went by bus to work. It takes around thirty minutes to reach my bus stop. This particular day was filled with countless amusing incidents in a span of half an hour. I couldn't stop myself from penning it down.
       I was sitting in the window seat when I saw a middle-aged couple pacing in a scooter beside our bus. At first I thought they wanted to overtake and go ahead of our bus. The lady waved hands and screamed for the bus to stop. So I told the conductor to stop the bus. That man stopped the scooter hastily near the bus door and boarded the bus in a hurry along with his wife . He did not realize that he boarded the bus with his "HELMET" still securely seated on his head. He sat in a vacant seat along with his wife. Even after a good solid ten minutes he did not take the helmet down. It was too funny for all of us to see him sitting in the bus comfortably with the helmet still on his head .

 

 The wife noticed many people staring at her but she couldn’t understand what’s wrong. Then she realised that everyone was staring at her husband and not her. She curiously glanced at him and immediately started giggling.  She whispered to him to remove the helmet. Everyone in the bus burst out laughing. The husband was embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.
              After a while the conductor approached a young boy asking for the bus ticket. He had no change in his wallet. He took out a 500 rupee note from his wallet. The conductor flared his nostrils and stared fiercely at him. The conductor seemed so furious that he would have even breathed fire if he opened his mouth. He ordered for the change. The boy started digging his pockets to no avail. The timid boy told the conductor again that he didn't have any change. The conductor asked the driver to stop the bus and ordered him to get down. Yes all this happens quite commonly in India. All the passengers were feeling sorry for him. Just as he was about to get down an old man standing next to him handed the conductor a ten rupee note and said " I will pay for him". Everyone turned around to see this good Samaritan. The boy kept saying thank you thank you thank you thank you . He said this at least ten times. The old man just smiled.

        After some time our bus reached the Anupama Theatre Stop, the conductor shouted "anupama", anupama" .A lady who was busy talking on her phone, jumps up and shouts

"Entha enne viliche? ( Translation: Why Did you call me?)

The bus roared into laughter.

             

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