Another Happy Journey...

Of late, every KSRTC ( Karnataka State Road Transport Corporation ) journey between Bangalore and Thrissur is becoming a story of it's own. Though it never keep timing, economy and comfort reasons made it my choice. When private buses charges Rs. 500 to Thrissur, KSRTC will make you poor only by 320. The buses are much neater and hardly ( only once, that too only two bugs ) bed-bug infested. While private buses will drive rash, KSRTC drivers won't ride fast, will slow down for humps and potholes, comfort level is also high. But their 3 breaks and not in a hurry to reach attitude will take at least 2 hours more. So the choice is yours, time or comfort and economy.


Last sunday ( Feb 28 ), the bus came 20 mins late. It was good, because in fact, I reached Thrissur almost 15 mins late ;). But as usual or just being KSRTC, they were not at all in a hurry and was taking their sweet time to check the tickets, cracking jokes and all. Then came the jackpot for the conductor. One guy was carrying photocopy and not the original driving licence. Seeing it the happy conductor told him, he will not be alloweded inside without original ( as per the rule. The other rule about timing they will break happily). After a long fight and the guy's friend managed to get the licence in between the fight, the journey started.

But there were more to come. Just after we crossed the Valayar checkpost, there were some folks, look like tribal were on road protesting about something. They were all carrying long bamboo sticks and all and were howling. I thought they are going to hijack us ( then you might get another story here !!! ). But it was just a possession and after almost one and a half hour we continued the journey.


Still, the driver was in no hurry and took two coffee breaks on way. When the transport secretary came to know that KSRTC bus is causing a lot of accidents, and thinking it might be due to the continuous driving, he suggested them to take breaks in between and I guess this guys are overdoing it.The bus was so slow that even the heavy trucks overtook us.

We reached Bangalore a good two and and a half hour late. Thank God my manager believed this story, Afterall, she also is a KSRTC traveller at times...

Angry Old Uncle

Today I met an interesting character on road. At the 80 ft road near to Sony World junction, a car was coming from a pocket road. The driver was a lady and she was struggling as the motorists were busy to cross the green signal. I stopped my bike, letting the car go and continued. When I stopped at the signal ( which turned red by then ), an uncle asked me 'training, huh ??' I was confused. Then he explained me whether I was doing any driving lessons and why did I stop my bike ?? ' You stopped and didn't let anybody go too'. I tried to explain him that the car was coming from the pocket road and it was half in the pocket road and half in main road, thus blocking both the roads. If we let the car go, then both the traffic will be at more ease. His answer surprised me - he was telling, 'You shouldn't have stopped, and go ahead. Then the car driver will see you and stop.' That means the car will cause block for some more time till it manage to squeeze itself to the main road. Do we really need to do it...

At least on the road can't we be less selfish and make life easier for everyone...

Is My Seasonal Fear Over...!!!

Confused by the title ??? Don't be. From the day I started cycling my dad used to warn me about riding after the first rain. The road will be covered with oil, grease etc and that will cause skid after the first rain, especially if it is drizzling and not heavy to wash away them from road. I never cared about it till last year, when I learned the lesson hard.

This year from the day the weatherman was talking about the summer rains, I was scared that might happen again. Yesterday there was a little shower, but I was home before rain and was happy. But at morning I learned that the drizzle was very weak. So the real first rain may still has not come. Hope it will
happen this weekend when I will be at my native and by Monday all the grease will be washed away... :)

Yesterday I crossed Carlton Towers where the fire broke out on Tuesday. It looked like a war-front. Couple of stories, the smoke painted it black and the broken windows gave it a horrifying look. There was some VIPs visiting the place, and was crowded by media and policemen.

May all the soul rest in peace and no more such accident happen again.