bus stand-short story

All along day it was difficult for me to understand what life ask from!

It was morning, i was all set to leave for my office. Five minute was all left by watch. I rolled bag over shoulder and walked down by stairs. I little way down to road. There i used to stay stand for bus. Which was just  to come by 9. It was one side of road before some ATM, near one small tree  was my place to wait for bus. By morning time this place was all crowed. Most of paddlers walk up and down all along road. Some dressed school going young lads wait for bus to get them to school. I generally wait for bus here. I looked at watch on wrist which was sure about 9 by the time. Other day bus had arrived this time, but today it got late.

Some time i fell like offended waiting for bus. Most of people look at you and pass you by. Like you are a statue and they bought tickets to look at you.

One bus passed by , passengers gazed through side window until they could stretch their neck. Many gaze turned me down to earth. I took my steps back and hided myself behind the tree.

This temporary bus stand was at high slope, which was easy to recognize coming bus from the other point of road. Paddlers generally look at next. So they remain busy. I saw one neck of bus looked like our. But next moment my eagerness disappointed as it was other when it came closer to be recognized.

Author's Note

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