Crazy bus wala. Aise hi fas gaya bechaara!

After sleeping at 2' in the night, how could one manage to get up and catch the 8 am bus for office.
That day I got up at 8.30. As my roommate leaves for his office at 9.30, So I asked him to drop me at Sector-82, on his way to office. Actually Sector-82 is half the distance to my office in Greater Noida, so the rest half I had to cover up by local bus.

Finally got down at sector 82.
"Thanks karan bhai. Have a good day", I said to my dear roomie.

Oh my god ! Two private buses coming side by side at killer speed. They were racing and trying to pass each other to grab the maximum passengers.I didn't dare to enter either of these two buses. So thought of getting some govt. service bus.
Yeah! Here it comes, the newly launched low floor green colored bus.
"Will it go to LG Chowk", I asked the bus driver.
"Yes. It will", He replied.

I got in and and to my surprise got a seat also to sit. But before feeling happy about it, I looked up at the label if its a ladies seat or not. Because one need not be very happy sitting on ladies seat, reason being that it's quite possible that the next stop some lady enters and you have to surrender your so called 'lady'z seat
'. I wondered why women can sit eveywhere in the bus but men can sit only on men'z seats.
I asked myself, "Why at all there is a need for ladies reserved seats".
And to my suprise when I got the answer, I was feeling ashamed of myself. It was I who was responsible for this. And lot of other Gurpreet Singh's like me.

We men have misbehaved and caused so much inconvenience to the women. That such a situation has arisen. We never cared about feelings of wives and sisters of our other fellows before eve teasing and molesting.

Had we respected their feeling, then there would not have been any need for such reservations.
I wonder why we all cannot respect and love everybody on our own. Why do we arise a situation to impose such rules on us. Can't we all be responsible enough to erase the need of such rules. Just imagine how beautiful the world will be where everyone moves around with full freedom without any insecurity fom anyone.

But anyways it was not a ladies seat in my case, so was very happy about it.
I opened up my bag, got the ear plugs, connected to my iphone and here it plays my favorite song:
" ek din aap yun humko mil  jaayene,
  phool hi phool raahon mein khil jaayenge,
  maine socha na tha ....."

And the bus fnally stopped somewhere, I didn't know what bus stop it was. Everybody started getting down.
"What happened bhai", I asked.
"This is the last stop. Bus goes upto here only", said one of passenger.
 So I also got down as everyone else was. Suddenly realized that it was not LG chowk. But I had already inquired from driver for the LG Chowk before boarding into it.
So I returned to the driver and got into the bus. There were only two people in big-big bus i.e. Driver and Me.
I didn't say anything to him and kept looking into his eyes for few minutes.
"Why did you do that to me bhai", I said.
"Did I asked you or not if it goes to LG ".
" Tell me why did you do that to me. This is your bus my brother, I cannot say anything to you. But atleast let me know the reason for your doing so".
"I tried to keep my tone as polite as possible because I was not angry at all, rather I was surprised"
I kept looking into his eyes expecting some answer.

But instead he pressed some button on the panel near the steering and the bus door got closed.
"What happened, why have you closed the door." I asked.
"Sit sardar ji, I will drop you to LG", he said.

I was not able to believe what he had said. But the bus was moving on. I was sitting alone in the newly launched big bus with the driver who was trying to get forgiveness, forgiveness for misleading me for getting me into his bus just to get the bus fare.
The bus finally reached the LG Chowk. I crossed the road and entered the office.

I dont know how it all happened. But it was another nice event in my life.

Then i realized that, if I had engaged into arguments and started the blame game with him he would not have been nice to me. As someone has rightly said that "There is a nice person hidden in everybody". But in order to see that 'nice person' in others we have to firstly show the 'nice person' hidden in us.

From that day onwards I consider everyone as 'Nice Person' and as a return everyone considers me 'Nice Person'.

Hisaab Barabar ! Happy Happy !