Bus no 99 is the only bus that stops right opposite our apartment. But its frequency is very less. 3 years ago back mom, sis and me had gone somewhere.
When done with our work, we managed to get a bus that would take us from there to the city central junction. It wasnt Bus no 99. So from the city central junction, we would have to either catch another bus which would take us to about 1 km near our house, or take an auto and get home.
But mom's radar was on Bus no 99. Anyway, i managed to convince her to get into this bus which had come, saying we shouldnt waste time. Thanks to APSRTC, sis and mom got in from the front entrance, and me from the rear.
With a few hand indications i managed to convey to her that i was fine and she should take the tickets for all of us.
After about 20 min, mom was signalling to me....and i was wondering whyever!!!!!!! At the next bus-stop abt 15 minutes later, i suddenly saw mom and sis get down and come over to the rear side.
And then they asked me to urgently get down as well. Thoroughly confused abt what was happening, i just got down without a query.
And then mom said, "Rush to the other side of the bridge. Bus no 99 is coming. We HAVE to get into it."
I was wondering why the maniacal hysteria.
The traffic policeman was laughing end to end. "
As if a shot in her arm, mom and sis rushed....rather ran.......and I followed suit.
We were in the nick of time. Mom managed to wave to the bus driver of bus no 99 to hold on for a sec. And he did.
We got in.
And i didn't care if i did so from the front entrance which is usually reserved for women. This was after all mom's adventure!!!
In bus no 99, mom was beaming with joy, "now its going to stop just outside our gate!" she said in Kannada.
Here is what had happened. I got to know from my sis.
In the previous bus which we had caught from the hospital, mom had been irritating the driver as to why bus no 99 had not come! Now how would he know.
But mom was insisting, "You ve to follow the bus schedules......." she told the driver.
Coincidently, however bus no 99 was coming behind......some metres away.
Mom was alerted when it overtook our bus at some juncture.
And then she alerted the driver too. " Look there is the bus...." she seemed to have said.
And then with some really long stories cut short she managed to tell the driver how crucial bus no 99 was for us. How it would stop just outside our house. And how useful it would be for her.
I think, in these few minutes, the driver wanted to help my mom.
Mom gave directions...." bus no 99 overtake cheyandi. Bridge dagra meeru stop cheyandi"
She told him to overtake the bus, drive ahead...and stop at the bridge crossroads some km ahead, from where we would catch the bus 99 that would hence a little later.
In a remarkable turn of events, the bus driver somehow managed to drive and overtake bus no 99.
And the rest was what eventually happened!!!
At one point during the bus drive, i suddenly felt the bus was going to fall. It was a breakneck jerk and swerving turn...i had just cursed the driver then, wondering what would ve happened to the other bus.
Little did i know that the other bus was bus no 99!!!!
My sis had this to say at the end of her heroic description of mom - "When the driver overtook bus no 99, mom felt like James Bond"
But mom's radar was on Bus no 99. Anyway, i managed to convince her to get into this bus which had come, saying we shouldnt waste time. Thanks to APSRTC, sis and mom got in from the front entrance, and me from the rear.
With a few hand indications i managed to convey to her that i was fine and she should take the tickets for all of us.
After about 20 min, mom was signalling to me....and i was wondering whyever!!!!!!! At the next bus-stop abt 15 minutes later, i suddenly saw mom and sis get down and come over to the rear side.
And then they asked me to urgently get down as well. Thoroughly confused abt what was happening, i just got down without a query.
And then mom said, "Rush to the other side of the bridge. Bus no 99 is coming. We HAVE to get into it."
I was wondering why the maniacal hysteria.
The traffic policeman was laughing end to end. "
As if a shot in her arm, mom and sis rushed....rather ran.......and I followed suit.
We were in the nick of time. Mom managed to wave to the bus driver of bus no 99 to hold on for a sec. And he did.
We got in.
And i didn't care if i did so from the front entrance which is usually reserved for women. This was after all mom's adventure!!!
In bus no 99, mom was beaming with joy, "now its going to stop just outside our gate!" she said in Kannada.
Here is what had happened. I got to know from my sis.
In the previous bus which we had caught from the hospital, mom had been irritating the driver as to why bus no 99 had not come! Now how would he know.
But mom was insisting, "You ve to follow the bus schedules......." she told the driver.
Coincidently, however bus no 99 was coming behind......some metres away.
Mom was alerted when it overtook our bus at some juncture.
And then she alerted the driver too. " Look there is the bus...." she seemed to have said.
And then with some really long stories cut short she managed to tell the driver how crucial bus no 99 was for us. How it would stop just outside our house. And how useful it would be for her.
I think, in these few minutes, the driver wanted to help my mom.
Mom gave directions...." bus no 99 overtake cheyandi. Bridge dagra meeru stop cheyandi"
She told him to overtake the bus, drive ahead...and stop at the bridge crossroads some km ahead, from where we would catch the bus 99 that would hence a little later.
In a remarkable turn of events, the bus driver somehow managed to drive and overtake bus no 99.
And the rest was what eventually happened!!!
At one point during the bus drive, i suddenly felt the bus was going to fall. It was a breakneck jerk and swerving turn...i had just cursed the driver then, wondering what would ve happened to the other bus.
Little did i know that the other bus was bus no 99!!!!
My sis had this to say at the end of her heroic description of mom - "When the driver overtook bus no 99, mom felt like James Bond"
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