It could have been another sunny day except for the grey coloured clouds which like a hollow brick blocked the sun rays. I am sitting inside a not so crowded bus and looking at the sky.
Will it rain? Here, it either rains or cloudy. There is a dampness everywhere. Heck..
Is umbrella in my bag?
Last time it rained and i kept my umbrella in the common area to not wet my office space. Did I take it back?
No...
Yes.... I took it. I remember carrying it and running to catch the evening bus.
No this happened week before that. During last rain, the evening was quite sunny and I was having a relaxed walk with my colleague till bus stop... A pleasant weather for which I was longing..
May be I have to check it in office ....
Oh.. I have to drop the rent cheque. Its still in my bag.. Its already a week late.
It all because of the issue in office. Sometimes I am just staring at the results paper as if it will disclose something which is hiding behind all those numbers. What all I need is deus ex machina ...
shit....How long I am staring this man? When did he take this seat? I just looked into the bus. Bus is almost full. I smiled at him. He was tall well built guy in a shabby clothes. There is mild liquor smell over him.
"Where are you from?"
I am from alameda. May be I should have told him India. That's what he might want to know.
"I am from ....... I used to play basketball in college" and he pointed the logo in t-shirt. "This place is always raining and more crowded..Back there..."
I am having little trouble in following his accent. It is more rhotic and cocky. His eyes are fixed at me. He is asking something.
" Why are you here?"
mm..I got a ...
He continued not waiting for my answer. "We have to be somewhere and this is not so bad place.."
The stop had come so I ran to get down and it started to drizzle. But I have to be somewhere and this is not so bad....
