Buses Of Chennai County- PART I

TO my dignified fellow bloggers and to my dear readers....
I am trying my hands on something which i have not touched so far, "Short-Stories" that was a hell of a job to write and READ as well...
I request you to read and to cast your honest feedback(if it is negative, please don't spoil my image in front of girls, i will appreciate if you scold me in private).
THE END of the PREAMBLE. here i go with my debut....
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5.00 A.M
5.05 A.M
5.10 A.M
5.15 A.M
5.30 A.M

These are my ALARM timings, obviously one alarm will not solve it purpose...
"Engineering service examination, you must start at time", i told myself before going to bed...

5.00 AM alarm shouted and died and so his successor ALARM-I and so his generations,
The great ALARM-II, III and IV.
Finally Sir Great Alarm-V took a sweet revenge for his forefathers.

"5:30 AM"

"Where i am i ? "
Oh yeah, What the FUN ?
"It's 5;30 AM"

"You can't reach the exam center on time", "Go get brushed and finish your daily works"
I can't tolerate such words, especially when i say these to myself.
It would be nice if i had my mom here by this twilight, smell of a STRONG degree coffee...

Got my brush, applied the paste... "Screwed my teeth"
WHAT THE FUN, My toothpaste taste sucks...

Damn it, "It's not tooth paste but a shaving cream"
Woak Woak Woak.....
What a perfect day to begin?

I ditched all my morning duties and with a empty BURNING stomach, i was so busy in selecting a shirt and pant.
"Deepak, today there will not be much of chicks, then why care about dressing?"
"It's engineering exam and that will be dominated by Mechanical and Civil, there will be guys and TOMBOYS but no girls :("

Karthik interrupted, " you black hole, forgot that ? Electronics and communication engineering, electrical engineering branches will be there too, there can be few girls, so Dress properly"
Sometimes i love Karthik, "He will look everything in a better way than his counter part."

At last, i narrowed down to an orange striped shirt and a black trouser.
locked the doors and checked it once, "Phew yes they are locked"
Wait, "Hall ticket?"
I love to breath the morning breeze, less polluted and virgin breeze, that serene roads...
Will be a pleasure to walk and i walked, walked, walked till i reach my BUS STOP...

One of the best thing that i like in Chennai, "MTC buses, i love them for no reason(obviously only when they are deserted)"
I boarded a half empty bus, my destination is Tambaram train station...

Unlike the rest of Tamil Nadu, Chennai conductors are so special, they will not move their own seat a bit from their conductor seat, perfect examples for Fevicol advertisement.
I have to walk to the end for getting a ticket from him, while the oldies may get a permanent ticket to meet MR.Yamraj in the war of walking to them for a silly ticket.

"One Tambaram station"
"Where???"
"One tambaram station anna"
"Oh Tambaram dation ah? ask it clearly..."
"Oh Yea, one DATION"

If you are not from Chennai, you will not understand this conversation exactly...
Station-Dation
Ticket- dicket
Fast- Past and so on...
I love that TAMIL(no English) and that's our identity :)

My travel will take up to 30 minutes, i can enjoy by sight seeing and also SIGHT seeing, but this bus is full of MILK VENDOR UNCLES, FLOWER SELLING AUNTS and WATCHMEN RETURNING HOME...
It is certainly tough to identify rain drops from ocean, but i can and that's how i saw HER..
You can take her and place her in front of any politician convoy, Her HAIR far better(darker) than any BLACK flag, perhaps Hawkings can use them for black holes research.
If you say above turn, you can see TWO moons if that was on a full moon day and for sure you can see a moon if that was a NO moon day :P 
Cosmic connections, they can be...
She was on a orange churidhar...

For free, i scanned her...
1) Kohl eyes( i love them)
2) Tiny nose stud on a long running nose.
3) She had a same fast track watch.
4) Sandals without heels(simplicity).
5) She had no shining jewels than her controlled smile.

All that i wished, "She must be going for the  same destination" "dation ticket"
Our Conductor stepped out now...
They will rarely do this but only for girls(feminists please take a note)
She took the seat which was diagonally opposite to me.( i'm a mathematician, yah) 

I was just Listening... Listening....
"One Camp road" - very old feeble voice said...
What the fun?? i swiftly rotated my head and zoomed my eyes, searched for the TARGET.

It was a grandma, relaxed for two reasons...
I liked the way she passed the tickets to that very old grandma.
That's the real beauty...
Lub dub lub dub moments came as she prolonged her bangle less yet glittering hand....
"Where.." that rude idiot asked without a respect :P

And with her vanilla voice she said...
"Hi all, Wait for Buses of Chennai county Part 2 "

-READ PART 2