The other day...
The other day… Generally that is how the conversation begins. It was just a regular wait at the bus stop. A wait for the beautiful collection of, not buses, debris of metro work to clear a little space for a bus to pass ahead on the road. A conversation is always happening at any given BMTC bus stop at any given point of time. Either it is the always lost lover boys (lets be honest girls too) glued to their cell phones or those eccentric phones who flash their fancy gadgets to get some social respect (!!). Anyways, here is another one of those bus stop escapades in a non-disclosed (politically incorrect) bylined bus stop of Bangalore (or is it yet transforming to Bengalooru). The other day (!!), I was standing at a bus stop in one of those major areas of Bangalore where you could actually see a mixture of quite a bit of people. Now, this being a major junction, the number of people and the frequency of buses were frantically high. Naturally, there were the regular buses to the swanky