Went back to school today. It was noon and the bus stop was packed, about 2.5 busloads of 184's. And the buses weren't coming too frequently either. Annoying as it was, there was this sense of nostalgia. Using a combination of expert tactics, precise estimation of where the bus stops, the right body positioning, spotting tiny gaps in the crowd to squeeze, swiftly outmanoeuvring through them. It's actually quite fun, though not when you're running late already.
It's amazing though, how a single bus stop aptly captures the dog-eat-dog world struggle. One early student is equivalent to another one later. Everyone’s fighting for themselves, the nice ones lose out, friends get separated, people get left behind, and it’s a poignant system to be in.
Labels: life, thoughts
Darren Nico Pillai