There was a lull in my blogging. This was due to the fact that some of the ideas which were there in my mind met with little encouragement. I wanted to write some real life incidents and how they get related in life but because of my friends I was discouraged to write them. Rather, I can't say I could write some real life incident without letting the other person it was him. Am still thinking on how to do it.
The following incidents which will be given in some blogs to come revolve around the travels I have had in the past three to six months. For the starter I had travelled between Chennai, Hyderabad and Bangalore like a maniac for the past four months. Most of these travels are on bus. I like going by road cos there is something to see(Volvos have made a mockery of window seats sadly :( )
The first incident happened around nearly one year back when one of my friend was giving a reception in Bangalore and I was going by the morning bus from Chennai to Bangalore. I was hardly hopeful of makign to the reception before my boss gave a go ahead that day morning. Sadly I could not get a seat in volvo bus and so took the then new ultra delux bus. The bus was almost full when I took the left side window seat(except in APSRTC where i prefer seat number 25 normally I take left side window seat) and there was one muslim guy who sat next to me. He got tickets to Chittoor.
Finally the bus took off from Koyambedu and they played Sandaikozhi movie starring Vishaal and Meera Jasmine and I was deeply engrossed in that movie. The bus went incidentless from Chennai to Bangalore except for the passenger next to me. I don't remember what happened with her but the female who was so happy and enjoying teasing her parents and sister in koyambedu become sad and listless from near Ranipet which I believe was due to a phone call. That was where she become lifeless and was pleading with someone to not do this that and all. From what I heard I could make out that she had a problem with a guy who was madly in love with her. While everyone went down and had something to eat or smoked cigarettes or drunk soem cool drinks this girl was seen crying inside the bus unnoticed by anyone. I went and tried to console her and I was like close to saying don't cry madam all things would be alright. You woulon't have any problem but I was nowhere near that hope when I tried to speak to her. I calmly asked her if she had anything to eat for which her reply was a long thoughtful no. That no may be the most meaningful No I might ever get in life. That no may be the only no which I might get without knowing what it meant. As the bus reached the outer the calls become frequent and the lady was close to breakdown. I coul dunderstand somebody is taking her for a ride and I really wished she had the guts to call him names and slap him when she sees him but then came Ulsoor and my friend in his car an dI had to alight.
After this I went to Bangalore twice with dad on car and each time I go via the hotel on the highway near palamner I remember the lady and her tears. Sometimes we are close to helping others by mind but something in our mind stops us. Sometimes.........silence is not really golden.
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