a small bus ride

Every once in a while I love a small bus ride to Saddar to my Khala’s home. The ride is so short that it only lasts for 1 minute from place. As I boarded the bus yesterday for a frequent destination, I realized that there are such tiny pieces of life I’m missing by not using public transport anymore. The cornier jokes by students claiming ‘Quaid-e-Azam nay farmaya, students ko ticket maaf hai!’ (for those of you who don’t know Urdu, it roughtly translates to ‘Quaid (Jinnah) said that bus tickets are free for students.’) and those small sticker advertisments claiming to have solution to all your problems and those hawkers – every with a distinct style and accent – trying to impress/trick passengers into buying their oh-so-out-of-this-world products. I love those 60 seconds of my life!

2 Comments so far

  1. Amir Bilal (unregistered) on April 4th, 2006 @ 12:34 pm

    yeah, sometimes these little things carry so much meanings and give some kinda good feeling…

    specially when you are surrounded by so much worries then these little things are more worthy as they bring some amount of smile on your face…

    happy bus riding!

  2. Jameel (unregistered) on April 5th, 2006 @ 5:18 am

    On This Day

    How can Pakistan hang its only democratically-elected PM? It is amazing and shocking.


    P.S. Look for the commentator’s name, is it what I think?

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