tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337918122011-04-21T11:04:09.012-07:00sashidharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15969754300109802865noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33791812.post-1157286939099885452006-09-03T04:51:00.000-07:002006-09-03T05:50:59.530-07:00Ok ... I've never been a fan of "going home on weekends" system , but on my mom's insistence , I used to go home every two weeks . But since the beginning of the new year , I had sort of become reluctant to go home on weekends . Not because I had catch up with other guys in academics and other mundane things in life , but in order to escape the long journey , bitter words and some other stupid things (which might figure in this blog entry.)<br /><br /> So when I actually got out of my institute , I knew instinctively that there would be some action . First , when I took a bus from mehdipatnam to sec-bad , I realised some time later that the bus would actually go via tankbund and with hordes of people dancing and celebrating the fact their "dear ganesha idol is going down into a stinking lake " , all i could think was ...... "get down .... immediately !!!" which ended up as a raw deal . I got down at lakdikapul and had to walk 2 km to get a bus , which took me at a snail speed to sec-bad .<br /> <br /> With 3 years of experience behind me , I was all ready to jump off a running bus near St.Anns , but then as soon as i got down , I was caught in a "catch 22" situation . A santro was coming towards me and beside it was a motorcycle , and in the next few seconds chaos , shouting and the schreeching sounds of brakes was all that prevailed . I had somehow decided to go with the lesser evil and allowed the motorcycle to hit me and the next thing , I was lying on the road praying ..... hoping .... hoping that my laptop was alright !!!!<br /><br /> Miraculously , I and my laptop survived the "assault" and I was soon "myself", trying to say "sorry sir .... i'm really sorry .... i'll be a bit more careful the next time , i get off a running bus ...." but he wasn't the kind of guy ready to buy apologies . With a dozen @#%$ and two dozen swearings , he took his motorcycle and was off and all i could do was thank my stars .<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33791812-115728693909988545?l=ultra-pissed-off.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sashidharhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15969754300109802865noreply@blogger.com2