The Ride

I had never explored this side, of Delhi. It was a little strange, but off late I had been doing crazy things, so just thought of going with the flow .People were gazing, but who cares, I went on with two bags on, left the metro station to board a bus to Gurgaon.I was told, a mini bus would take me to the kapashera border from where I would have to walk for a mile, n then bla bla bla something, I was sure to forget it all

So I was waiting for this bus, with two more girls, dressed in their professional attire, two guys, and some taxis. The gals kept on looking at me and kept murmuring, n those impatient fellas passed an occasional smile every other minute.Wow! Its great being the center of attraction, I smiled in my mind, and as it always happens with me, I got smiling. Now they came a little close. ‘Hell! You invited trouble for yourself’ I said to myself, so I looked away.

I was still waiting, thinking of a friend, I had met a day before, the metro breakdown and my nephew and niece. A lot of why’s were coming in and going out randomely.and then, zzzzzzzhhhhh ddhhuuuuukk zhhzhzzh, The sound got louder and louder. Doppler Effect u c!

I could not take off my eyes from it. People who were scattered now came together, as if they were going to gang up. One of the guys was still staring, Perhaps I appeared more appealing than the petite and out of the world thing, which was approaching us. And bang on, it stopped right in front of me.

A mini, or let me say a micromini bus, stuffed with passengers to its brim, was there. I Suddenly I realized the importance and the need of population control. It seemed the bus could almost collapse , any moment and it would not get to even breathe its last breath.All this time, I had been waiting for it, how could I fit in?It was only possible if I would chop off my legs, hands and head, leave my Bags. Then my torso could fit in, Perhaps. But I had to reach Gurgaon, I was already late, I had someone waiting for me.

The conducter was calling out to us, ‘Kapa shera Kapa shera’ Loud and clear

I stepped forward, but there were people before me, pouncing on each other, pulling and fighting for a space in the jampacked and dilapidated mini bus. I stepped back, thinking that I would catch the next bus. The other well dressed ladies, even stepped back and so did one of those guys.The conducter kept asking for more people, as if he would throw off some of the passengers mid way to accommodate the hanging ones or magically the mini bus would transform into a giant size double decker.

Again, the wait started .I could feel my head go the pendulum way, to and fro, Repeatedly. The pleasant weather was breaking the monotony occasionally though.I turned to the gals to ask if the service was frequent, just then a car halted right in front of me.

to be contnd..