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Sometimes we're so engrossed in our own eccentric lives that we forget the meaning of simplest things..

I have been traveling a lot lately and by a lot, I really mean exhausting, back and forth journey under the heat of the summer sun..
I'm not complaining of anything and believe me it has been fun...
Just then I realized that a "bus ride" is exactly like my life..
To start of things, you know when I always say i don't want to be just standing still and being stagnant and all that...It was rather an understatement...
I learned so many things about myself recently.
Like for instance, that I have an insurmountable patience when it comes to things I fairly understand but i have little restraint for informations repeated to me over and over...
Also I have an unwittingly ridiculous audacity but I mellow down whenever a particular situation faces me..
And for a big fluffy guy like me, its amazing how i can be invisible to others...

So going back..lately I realized that the whole bus ride can be really comparable to my somewhat prosaic existence..
From the searching for the right bus route to the destination itself, every step is like a representation of my own actuality..

Let's begin with the searching for the bus route. In all essence, it's just like college.. I knew where I had to go but I didn't know how to get there.. Options are laid out to you but you can't seem figure out the right one. So I ended up in the shortest and maybe easiest route..
Now you might ask, what's wrong with that one.. Think of it this way, if that bus route would be the shortest then it could only mean that people know of it and you just end up all crammed in a little old overused bus.

Then there's the bus stop, where you wait and wait and wait and sometimes wonder if the bus will ever come.. Funny thing about bus stops are they're like set backs..minor discrepancies that we face.. Whether its a loss of something or an inevitable circumstances, they always make us stand still and wait for the best. The only good side to them is they make you think. Even for a moment, they help you gather up your thoughts and finally decide in a number of possibilities such as am I on the right bus stop, should i take another bus stop, should i get on the first bus or wait for the other, and is this really the right bus? do you get what i mean..

So by the time the bus arrives you're ready or at least you think you are...
Once you get on the bus, it's a whole new level... It's somewhat strange.. you know when you get on the bus, you kinda hesitate and think., now where would I go, to the back of the bus or just stay in front, should i sit or just stand in the middle..
It makes you think..it's somewhat like being in the outside world.. should one really shine and show his/her potentials and abilities, should one be on center stage or be behind the scenes and blend in the crowd..
Then there's the different people you meet.. some are good, some are less desirable and some are just plain crazy.. some would offer small talk.. others would just prefer to be left alone.. During the ride , you see different characters much like in real life, each one of them from the bus driver to the last person at the back, they all seem to resemble a specific person in your life..


Then the ride itself.. Depending on how far and how heavy the traffic is, you absolutely have no idea what time you'll arrive at any given place.. The good thing is the road often traveled is not that bumpy.. so no matter how long the ride is, you have time to relax and rethink as to where you're destination truly is. (kinda like me being here..)
Keep note; though in paper you know where you're going but the truth is you have never been there before. So you eagerly and anxiously inspect each sign in order not to get lost..
Each bus and bus ride is different and unique in the sense that no two bus are exactly alike. Like a bus can be ancient old and another can be as classy and techy as it can get..
Thus, every time you ride a bus, it's an epic adventure waiting to happen..

Yeah, it 's really pretty nice when you get the hang of things..
Remember above when i said i don't like standing still..
Well.. I don't know if it is a problem.. But i noticed if I'm in motion again, I just can't stop moving...
Being grounded is not in my dictionary.. so i tend to go places.. Call it indecisive or call it adventurous.. call it whatever you want.. I just like to go around and test new ways to go about..
Sometimes I ride this bus, i take this bus route and so on and so forth but when i get a little bit crazy, i get side tracked and explore another area or route..
Maybe it's just me.. From Point A to Point B, there's no straight line for me.. I mean where's the fun in that.. it's always good to be side tracked a bit and experience new things .. But the destination should always be in your mind..

Like i said it was and still has been fun for me.. I relish every moment I have been here.. Though my destination is a lil shady..I am enjoying the ride as it is..
And everyday is a learning experience, every bus is an unwritten story..
I wish i could still ride them for a long time...
I'm not ready yet though...
I'm not ready to pull the string that says "STOP"