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I have been using public buses to go to my college for the past four years and I am not sure whether I love it or absolutely hate it. There are times when I love travelling by bus- if I get a seat, especially by the window and there are no annoying people nearby. I love how I have to get on and get off without worrying about anything since accidents are very rare when it comes to buses. But there are times when I just want to jump out.

Here’s a list of things I hate about travelling by bus:

a) The wait: Don’t you just hate it when you’re early for once and you have to wait for a long time to get a bus and go where you need to? It happens to me all the time! I have seconds to spare when I reach the class everyday but on those rare days when I’m early, I basically have to wait. Especially when my classes get over at 4, I wait for an hour in the bus stop and get a really crowded bus.

b) Texting: It’s a crowded bus at 9. Everyone is in a hurry to get to schools, college or work and on edge. You’re hanging onto the rod hoping you don’t fall down, then ding! A text from a girl’s boyfriend asking where she is. So starts the conversation “I’m in stop A”, “OK Sweetie”, “Now I’m in Stop B, darling :-*” The conversation goes on and I start to worry that she’s going to fall on me because she is no longer holding the rod and is swaying dangerously. Ultimately, she does fall down, start crying and call her boyfriend after some ladies scold her for being so idiotic!

c) Eating: Due to some miracle I get a seat. While I’m inwardly celebrating, a bunch of giggling girls get on the bus and stand near my seat which is perfectly normal. Then they open a pack of chips and start eating. I understand that by then everyone is usually hungry but I just can’t stand it when people eat in the bus standing so close to me. Every time the driver hits the brake, the crumbs fall all over me. I once gave up my seat to a girl who had an ice cream candy stick in her hand on a sunny day which was already melting.

d) The grope: I realize that sometimes accidents happen but there will always be pervs who do stuff on purpose. There is nothing you can do except maybe curse their smug grin off in your mind.

e) The change: Conductors are probably the rudest people I’ve come across. When they are on the verge of being angry, there will always be that one person who will give a 500 note instead of giving the required amount which starts a war that results in the bus stopping till that customer gets off in the middle of nowhere. Curses all around!

f) Random checks: There will be random checking to make sure that the conductor is giving tickets properly or that the passengers have proper bus passes and tickets. I have never been in a bus where no one gets caught. It’s sometimes entertaining when people get caught for not having bought tickets. But when it’s crowded, it gets annoying having to show your pass/ ticket.

g) Limitless: Is there a rule that says no matter how full the bus is there is always room for more people? It sure feels like it! The bus will be full, people will be standing on the foot-board, the bus will stop for more people to board.

Here are the things I can think of at the moment that annoy me. If there are things that annoy you, do share them!

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Stress Relief

I write because… it frees me. I’m not a social person so I like putting my thoughts on paper rather than voicing my opinions out loud. Writing is my way of dealing with stress and general negativity. I let my mind wander and my fingers talk. When I have a test or exam, it is impossible for me to concentrate without having written everything I’m feeling in my diary.

I started writing in my diary when I was about fourteen and it has been therapeutic. After two years of entering my thoughts in my diary, it became a habit. I realized that my grades in English and Social Studies were high since I started keeping my journal so I decided to branch out and write stories of my own (though they’ve never been officially published.)

I tend to overthink, writing helps me clear up the mess in my mind and helps me analyse things properly. I have an active imagination and live in whatever book I’m reading, movie or TV show I’m watching. Writing is how fantasize, I suppose.

People tease me a lot because I usually have my head buried in a book but it doesn’t bother me much anymore. I write for myself and they are usually personal. I hate it when people read my stuff without permission. The reason I love posting stuff on the internet is because of the anonymity. I can easily voice what I’m feeling, remain anonymous and get feedback from people without being judged- which I think is fantastic!

In short, writing is how I express myself and feel the most comfortable with.

Rewind to Unwind

In response to:

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/hindsight-is-20-20/

“Regret” is something we all have in common. Some may have less number of regrets but they might have had a huge impact on one’s life while for others it may be little regrets that sometimes make them cringe. 

The biggest event I would like to change is the ‘Business Fest’ that I attended.  The day was a disaster and I was a mess.

A few days before the fest, a group of seniors selected the candidates for particular events that would be held in the fest. I was teamed up with a girl from another class, we were told to give our details to the others after introductions and we were all set. I was really excited. The college that the fest was held in is kind of famous so I was looking forward to it. 

I tried approaching my ‘partner’ a week before the fest because I like being thorough and wanted to know what her plans were. She was always unavailable; either she was not in class or she hadn’t come to class. I should have heard the warning bells in my head but I didn’t want to be dropped. I told the senior who had picked us my problem and she promised she would look into it. 

The day of the fest went something like this: 

My mom dropped me off; the college was far away from my house but I didn’t care. There would be buses right? I met up with my classmates who had all come in ‘pairs’ sat down for the opening function to begin. The speech was really cool, there were many chief guests who were famous- I was enjoying my first ever “Business Fest”. Until I saw my ‘partner’ that is.  

She had come with another classmate of hers! I gave her the benefit of doubt and asked her if she had put her name down for any of the events during registration. She had; paired up with her friend who wasn’t even selected. I was taken by surprise which turned to hurt in a matter of seconds. I said ‘good luck’ and went to sit by classmates and told them what happened. They were upset on my behalf but were totally helpless. So was the senior who had called her boyfriend because her partner couldn’t make it!

The first event was a team game which required the participants to buy stuff from the stall, sell their share of products to people (anyone) and earn money. Everyone had someone to pair up with- except me that is.  

For three hours I sat alone just looking at the volunteers run about helping/ guiding participants with their tasks, all the while holding back my tears. I had finally had enough; I wanted to go home. Problem was I didn’t know where the bus stop was or which bus to take! I felt lost and realized literally was lost.

I still sat in the same chair when my classmates returned from their task. They were buzzing with excitement talking about things I very obviously wasn’t included in. One horrible and expensive lunch later, it was time for the next part of the fest.

It was a team challenge too but there was a twist! It was a written task where the two participants would have to  write down which college they were from. Meaning: no boyfriend/ girlfriend thing many had done during the first part. When my senior talked me into pairing up with her I was just so hurt! She could’ve done that in the first place!

When the task was over it was time for the marketing event for the final year students and they were required to go to individual destinations to receive instructions for the next task. I went in with a few who were heading towards the bus stop that was twenty minutes by walk. Two buses and an hour later I was finally home!

Given the chance to alter it,  I would like to have my best friend to pair up with me so I can finally know what the hype is all about. And of course have a lot of fun!

 

 

Unsigned

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/make-it-count/

Dear Friend,

This may sound a little strange, but I have not talked to you for the last few years even though we see each other frequently. It’s not because I hate you, I definitely don’t; nor is it because I care about what others think. 

The thing is I actually admire you a lot and care about you. I think that people who get close to me somehow end up getting hurt and I don’t want you to be one of them! 

Also it’s been such a long time since we’ve talked, I don’t  know what to say. I’ve gotten too shy and somewhat proud in the time we didn’t see each other. 

I hope to someday regain the friendship we once had… Hopefully you’ll never see this post!

Your friend (hopefully)

 

Be my friend

This is in response to:  http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/litmus-test/

It’s a lot more difficult than it seems, but here is the only original question I could think of! If I had to ask a stranger one question to decide whether or not we could be friends, it would be-

“What makes me you?”

As long as the answer is not “I don’t know” we will be friends. If they don’t have an answer or don’t understand the question, I don’t think they’ll be able to handle my insanity.

Let the answer be scientific, funny, sarcastic or completely insanely illogical- you are still a cool person in my opinion!