People Watching is Fun!

Today one of my colleagues complained, ” its sooo boring to watch people chitchatting when you have nothing to do, but watch them!” Ehem, Is it so? Well, if asked me I would say “Nooo”, because that is one thing I love to do – Watching people! And just for that, I love my way back home in the VOLVO I get to see soo much interesting faces, get to (over)hear soo much interesting discussions, and get to understand soo much about the small world around me.

Yesterday, three cute little girls (probably in 9th or 10th standard) boarded the bus. There were two other boys with them. One among the girls took the ticket. She said, “5 Bridge”, and once she grabbed her ticket, she started blaming the two boys (who were standing at peace far behind them). She was quite loud when she said, ” I dont understand, why should we take their tickets. Well, this is not the first time this is happening. I absolutely hate this…shameless morons!!!” she sighed. The other two agreed with her. Now, after this small gossip session, their talks went on about the ones who were standing next to them, about planning a trip together, about their new boyfriends and on and on…I was enjoying their cutie conversations a lot, and at times couldn’t hold back my laughter. I have also come through the same age, travelling in bus with friends. We never really bothered about the ones standing around us. We used to talk loudly, pass secrets and laugh madly as if we were in a different world, enjoying life. I can still recollect some angry frowning faces who looked at us as if we had done a murder:) Now,  with these lil girls, I knew I too was enjoying…

After they got down, another bunch of 3 girls got in. Collegians…stylish, naughty and again carefree!!! Two Bongs and one Tamilian. Will call them Inky, Pinky and Shreya.  These gals seemed to be totally switched off from the rest of the world.  The sleepy driver was playing a Kannada fast number, thinking he would suck some motivation to concentrate on his job. But I think, the effect was on Inky,  as she instantly started dancing to  the Kannada tune! Shreya was finding it hard to control her.

Inky was too restless after the dance session and wanted some more fun. She asked Shreya to teach her some bad words in Tamil. And there started a great flow of %^&$*(*)_&^words in Bengali and Tamil..Well I too mugged up some:)

The bus was moving in a sluggish pace, and now Pinky started, “Know guys,  I think this bus is gonna topple, then Inky will die, followed by Shreya and all others in the bus except me… She started laughing. Jeez,  till then I was enjoying their blabbering but then suddenly an unknown fear passed through me. I knew I was being stupid for taking their talks seriously, but still when it comes to Death….

Is this gal mad or was she trying to mock the Sammy guy (Final Destination)…my thought process  went on. I  was disturbed from the same when the driver stopped the bus suddenly, as there was an accident just ahead. Now now, a lil bit of nervousness swept over me. Though her prediction was different, the little devil succeded in passing on what she really wanted to.  My stop was nearing and I was more than in a hurry to get down, thanks to Pinky!

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