After exercising my franchise for the first time, I decided to take the public transport home. Six years of fearing the Bangalore crowds had just been overcome by watching my retired parents tame the Kannada boards on the buses.
The first bus I jumped on was headed in the wrong direction, so off I hopped extremely proud that I didn't stumble when I leapt off the accelerating bus. Then, guided by a grey-haired gentleman, I boarded the appropriate bus and found myself a comfy seat away from the burning sun. It took just a little more time than driving to get home.
Ah, but you must be wondering what the title's got to do with anything. Well, on the way, while the bus was toodling along at a pace not very friendly to the bikes on the road, suddenly, all the passengers towards the rear of the bus stood up without making a move towards the exit. Hmm, I thought, that's odd. And then it struck me... the realisation, as well as the jolt up my spine! Bloody speedbreakers!
