Looking at it now..(life lesson #1)
Those were the days, we used to go to college and as it didn't provide transport, we had to find our means to get there in time. Aah,the rush hour, the 8 am traffic, the smell of jasmine garlands,stench of fish from fish markets, vapour from steaming kettles of tea at the tea stalls,smell of food from breakfast restaurants, loud shouts of the newspaper hawkers trying to sell latest gossip, and the occasional drizzle and petrichor (cuz it pretty much rains here all the time !).
The government made the monthly 'student passes' to reduce our expenditure on bus tickets. We normally never had a single bus, but two or three connecting buses taking us to our destinations. So waking up early (which is in itself a task!), getting dressed,having something, then rushing off to school seemed like drudgery! So tiring it was..
And bus travel? What an epic to describe! I opted for a non ac bus pass(which came cheaper..) that was valid for 10 months. Just show your ID and pass to the ticket guy that's it! Go where you like without paying a penny. But just cuz you had the pass doesn't mean you travel in style,with your cool sunglasses on! You normally never get a seat..Oh seat? Forget it. We used to stand on the aisle of the bus with 10 people standing on us! Ladies in the front of the bus, guys at the back. We hang out of the bus in rush hour sometimes.The humidity that comes with the rain makes you sweat, it's not just you but also your fellow travellers too..You've got to get used to that odour. Eventually you do.
You move with the bus, c'mon apply some physics here guuuys---inertia! When the bus steers left, you veer right,when the bus steers right, you veer left. You come crashing on someone standing next to you. If you're a man pushed on to a woman(by the bus,of course! ) she gives you death glares or loud warnings. If it happens again, you're done for! You step on someone's foot,there's a problem, you move away to avoid someone's foot, someone steps on yours, there's a problem. The bus route numbers seemed like cryptic codes..500D,500CA,KBS-1K,never made sense to me.The feeling when you're crossing the street to catch a bus on the other side and the bus leaves it's station.Uff..Priceless!
Luckily we had our Physics teacher who gave us this simple yet effective mantra to get a seat on a crowded bus. It is this.When you're on a bus that's overflowing with people,look around to find someone who's nervously clutching their bag. It's a sign they're going to get off. Ask them to hold your bag,cuz it's heavy(they normally will), and when they're getting off they'll place your bag on that seat and ha! The seat is yours..(unless there's some old lady or pregnant woman around and you're super nice). When I first tried this trick, felt like a newly coronated prince, being glared at by 7-8 people vying for the same seat..works! I thought.
Looking at it now through the panes of my car as I pass a bus, it seems like it was something impossible to do, seems so tiring,so difficult yet if you asked me to do it again, I'd say, it was some fun! Let's do it! As I jump out of the car and hop into one that's just about to leave.