Busology

Life is not soo hectic but then I give step mothery sorta attention to my blog…very unfair on me right? Anyways now days I am thinking too much about anything in life no matter how spec the matter is… I have started changing (atleast try!!)my attitude towards tackling life.. But the interesting fact is that most of the time I fail!!!(lol)… anyways I strongly believe in the saying,” failures are stepping stones to success”. Lets see if I could make it…Look at this!!!!!!! I thought of penning something but blabbering here something else…stupid lady…. K I jus thought of sharing some moments I observed while traveling in bus …

When I resigned my lecturer job at Saveetha engineering college the very first thing haunted me was MTC bus travel… that too 21 L (the bus I take from velachery to anna univ vise versa) is not so frequent and it always rolls down the road in a 30 degree angle coz of the too much of passengers intake beyond its capacity… I use to pity people and think catching MTC everyday does not come under my capabilities, when I travel in college bus when I studied and worked . … but u see buying a two wheeler and learning to drive is not that easy too. but the omnipotent, the almighty has always helped me in all my tuf times… The central government facilitated Electric train from velachery to Chennai beach which tremendously reduced the unspoken pains of 21 L and made my journey too less complex.


One can see myriad interesting personalities when he/she travels in MTC in the form of passengers ,conductors ,drivers even checking inspectors….I almost keep my mind pre occupied thinking /humming(volume=audible only to me!!!!) so people seeing me might think I am involved in a monologue…I am least bothered u see..I always enjoy inner harmony….

One day I was holding the rod at the top of the bus with my both hands cos it was bit crowded…. The bus stopped at velachery railway station stop… The great subalalitha
was reluctant to take her hands off from the supporting rod thinking she may fall that too blocking the bus entrance…One lady got pissed off and told me ,” why do u hold the rod when the bus is not running “… Some thousand bulbs started flashing in my neurons…. Yeah the lady was right … I asked myself,”why do I hold the rod when the bus is not running and block the entrance?”So silly …but then it din strike at the right time..…. All in the game…

Checking inspectors daily ( not daily but atleast four days a week!!!)check our tickets at anna univ stopping.. one day I gave my ticket to one such inspector…He took atleast two minutes(too costly !!!!) to open my ticket… open a ticket??? How does a ticket gets closed? Confusing right? nothing... I had showered all my skills on the ticket and created a bonsai product… for the ones who find still confusing … I had just folded it so many times so inspector lost his patience in opening it in the peak hour…. But really he was so sweet (sarcasm? Dunno…) he told me,”innum kooda nee madichirunthirkalaama”… I could only give him a neutral grin and walk off…but the other day same bonsai product but different inspector… he said ,”intha maathiri nallu peru enkita ticket kudutha romba nalla irrukkum”… I gave him the same grin but thought ,”this guy does not understand my talent…. Its k…

The other day one old homosapien spitted inside the bus..(yuck!!!)Myself and the lady sitting beside me saw each other … I gave her the same neutral grin but she seemed bit furious… I told myself(did I give her a wrong expression?… not sure…)..i got the answer from her within a second from the way she apprehended the old man… she said,”ithu unga bus …yen intha maathiri panreenga”… I felt bit embarrassed …I know its wrong to spit inside the bus… but scolding or even tell some third person that he is wrong ,needs some guts … obviously I don have… I am not I am some times… not wanting to… I meddle up being brave and being civilized?? Could not help…

Twisting and twirling the nerves and blood vessels for even petty things makes happiness a rare visitor in life.. vow, what a pithy saying delivered here right from my heart!!!! but I don follow it anyways… but kids know the trick of changing pain to beatitude in a cupla seconds.. I observed the same in a kid whom I saw in T nagar bus…Actually a pencil which the kid’s dad had bought her got broken.. she came with tears and complained to her dad…Her dad’s presence of mind is really cool… he said..”ithikku en aluvura… ippo unkitta rendu pencil irrukilla”..The receptiveness of the child too is fantastic…She readily started shouting in joy..”ayya enakku ippo rendu pencil”… Learnt the lesson from the kid but testing it in the real time system??? Will take some time…

It sounds I am writing too much and testing the patience of the reader… will stop at this juncture… I started typing this post stuff in my system at anna univ.. then my team mates needed my system to use fedora so shifted to kavitha system.. she needed her system after a while so shifted to balaji’s system again the same story.. so shifted to sujin system same story…. now ending the post in uma mam system…looks like a blunt finish will try applying some kinda cutting edge technology… nothing high… so will continue observing the interesting incidents that happens around me in life and try imbibing the good out of bad and too good out of good…Finishing my posting.. tired of typing and shifting many systems….