My college bus....
I think this is my first funniest blog…. Actually my friends were pestering me to write about the spectacular feats I perform every morning!!..( Ishu & Blessy, I ve kept my word..)
This blog is dedicated to all those people who run behind their bus, chase the bus for a considerable distance and finally manage to board it and for those who somehow jump into the moving bus…

Every morning I need to catch my college bus at 7:25 (Really hard folks!!!L)… I never manage to reach the bus stop before time.. Its when the bus reaches the stop or mostly after it leaves the stop.. Unfortunately, my college bus has no stoppings after my stop, so I should either catch my college bus or board a private bus to college.. That also eliminates the option of chasing the bus.. But at times I ve tried even that.. Once I boarded my college bus when it was halted due to traffic.. It was actually a bridge,a NH with heavy traffic … Since the traffic was immobile, I got down from dad’s bike and walked to the other side of the road and got into bus , the conductor ,who didn’t notice me, was standing at the door..I was at the last step of the footboard and he was standing on the one above mine and the traffic had started moving.. . He turned and was shocked to see me and then moved to let me in.. My dad was staring at me from the other side of the road giving me a look saying “If ever u could manage to get ready some 5 minutes earlier……………” Even now, when I think of this incident, I burst into splits of laughter..

Every morning turns out to be an adventure for me… Every morning when im on my way to the bus stop I call my friend to ask which stop the bus has reached. At times, she would have taken leave and I ll be cursed for waking her up on a holiday.. Sometimes the bus would have crossed my stop but I ll call people thinking the bus has been late.. I ve got many “bulbs” for that also..
Sometimes I ll have to take a share auto from home to my bus stop.. To my horror, the driver will drive slowly, there will a problem with the engine, somebody will have a huge luggage to unload.. I ll have to cross all these obstacles and finally catch the bus to go to college.. You should definitely appreciate my “thrist for knowledge”.
Once I was on my way to the bus stop in a share auto, I was about to get down wen my friend told me that the bus has crossed the stop. So I had stop earlier and cross two roads( it’s a 3-lane bridge) and stand in the route the bus passes. I had a minute or so to accomplish this feat ( I would call it a feat!!)..
I got down from the share auto ,when an old lady, who was with me in the auto, held my hand. She wanted me to help her cross the road. If im unable to catch my college bus , I ll have to walk a long way to the bus stand to board a private bus and I ll definitely be late for class.. But she was a old lady and I couldn’t say no to her.. I pulled her and made her walk on par with my speed..The funniest part was that I was crying loudly to her that too in the middle of the highway..”ayyo.. paati .. sikiram.. college bus poidum..pls paati..sikiram..” I felt bad at heart but was helpless… When we reached the other end of the road I apologised to her and said that I was in a hurry to board my college bus. But she thanked me profusely and even blessed me. I finally boarded the bus that day and will never forger that paati’s smile.
Many such incidents have happened in these 3 yrs.. I have only a year more.. . I ll be missing all this fun.. I should thank our driver Baai for waiting for all of us when we were late.. I think later in life, these bus memories will be a part of the most relishable times I ve spent at college.