The idea struck me hard last week.. wow a great concept to write about. You know commuting in private transport, especially in the summers is a hell of a journey. You seem to get ensconced by the fact that you too are part of the great Indian republic.
The story starts: On my way back to my humble room, i have to take the Mudrika service( Azadpur- Satyaniketan).. a distance of 20 kms. shit.. just 20 kms . Yes buddy a mere twenty kilometers.. while travelling by bus.. you don't generally have access to air conditioners.. instead your beloved nose will be taken over by the unbearable stench of the Indian armpit. Loads of armpit.. you name it.. they have it.. Muslim armpit, armpit of boys and gals... Hindu armpit.. Sikh armpit.. all of them celebrating the democratic power entitled .. all the smells forging alliances to thwart off the threat perception created by Deodorants.. U huu.. sucks man...
But this is life and you have to survive the harsh conditions. Of course, there are ways and you have to constantly innovate and try out new ideas to get rid of the overbearing stench. You have ti time your movements depending on the rush hour. It took me months to figure out the technique. This is how it works.
I try to start early morning. Generally, it is fresh in the morning and you have the time to think to put your things in to perspective. Once you reach office, you can start your work, which is empty and quite. This way, you will be able to save time and can leave the workplace early. Rush hour traffic usually starts after 5pm and by that time i reach my room. Even then, there are times when you have to undergo the assualt of the great indian armpit, but that will only help to keep you grounded.
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