Chapitre 2: A Journey

It was very hot,tiring and hectic day and i was traveling in local transport. I remember sitting next to an old couple. Uncle was teasing his wife with telling her that they sat in a wrong bus she was shocked, His wife borrowed the ticket and said "No you are wrong we are on the right bus". Uncle then replied "Then whose name is written on the ticket" she said stared at him and said "Malik sahib mara nam likha hoa ha Kamal kartay ha" (Malik sahb its's my name written on it). In a meanwhile a women started slapping and shouting at her kid who was running and disturbing the whole bus believe me it was the first time I felt great watching someone beating a kid,I mean kids are annoying beating them is not good but still somehow it felt good. Another idiot started playing music loudly,it was only five minutes remaining in the departure and now people started rushing here and there to fetch food and drinks,some people started boarding the bus in the nick of time,people were fighting for the seasts. Those people later became very good friends with each other and every time people passed by me they hit me hard as they could I thought there must be some kind of vendetta they are having with me.