BUSES AND BUMPS

There exist an unknown romantic saga of bus and bump. The two dexterous lovers would do anything to carry on with their affair and so they ignominiously ignore what Homo sapiens, the creator of both the ends, has to suffer in return. Man created bus for his convenience, to travel long distance in lesser time by investing lesser money. And the pitted path was somewhere the result of his carelessness and speed breakers were meant to save his life. But then what is this twist in tradition. I, along with many other people I know, have been the victim of this love. An old man with the speed of tortoise had to cross the road, and before he could take a step ahead, the bus splashed mud all over him. The bus was happy, as he could meet his lover bump and the bump was even happier to see her lover bus so excited to meet her. But the old man got one hour late to his destination. What was his crime, he didn’t ever want to interrupt between these two love birds, but, he had to suffer anyways. The people travelling inside, don’t you think they are unaffected by the adoration. They might reach on time, but they have a huge cost to pay. A little kid who was thirsty to the core, tried to drink water from the bottle, but ended up facing embarrassment, as people mistook the mistake to spill the water as his habit to pee in his pants. The bus was swinging in joy as meeting his love was more frequent and the people standing inside were wavering in trouble. Sometimes you get a push from behind or sometimes, out of nowhere someone lands on your lap , sometimes someone step his heavy foot on your girly toe and sometimes your nose has to bear that unbearable stink. In the end you are left all sweating and then when it’s just five minutes to your stop and you sigh with relief. You try that people who will see you later should get no idea about the ghostly version of you, you wipe your face, apply kajal or lipstick with a smile on your face. 

Only then there comes another bump and you have lipstick all over your face except your lips. This was an exult for the bus and disaster for the lady. We humans consider ourselves superior than any other thing existing on this planet, but every now and then we are fooled by our own creations. We loose, and the bus and bumps win always. Yes, it is rightly said, love prospers above all :-D


Aditi Chaudhary ,III year