This isn’t a serious post.Wrote a part of this in a group for fun. Making this a blog post now.This dates back to 2008-2009.
I used to take MTC bus (12G) to college everyday from KK nagar to Luz corner. The 8.15 am bus, always had a bunch of college students from SIET, Presidency and Jain college (TNagar) students.And some regular passengers used to travel. Many of them became familier with me after a while.
Few boys/students from Presidency always used to sing, dance and crack jokes about co-passengers (Not harmful though).They entertained most of the passengers except few college girls and mud aged people who branded them as “local guys” or “thugs”.
I am a person who can never control laughing.Right from chemistry classes to courthalls, i had tough times struggling to control laughter when something was really funny .
I always wanted to be a fun-loving and bubbly person but ended up being an introvert and moody person (Then. Not now.)The way those boys entertained the crew attracted me. But I never expressed.
Those guys never knew my name and they refer to me as “law college” (They knew from the huge books that I carried). They constantly tried to ask my name and develop a friendship with me. But I never replied.
I genuinely felt saying a “hi” and telling my name was not wrong. The warnings that those mid aged people gave and the fake anger that the other college girls showed against them made me take a step behind from talking to them.
During all those 6 months I travelled in the bus I never told my name to them. They never crossed their limits anywhere beyond. Even if I miss their bus, they were least bothered.
I never knew who they were. But I refused to speak to them only because of the judgment of people around me.Even if I had told my name or had a cordial convo with them, nothing would’ve happened as I stopped taking public transport from the following year. Once in a while I feel that i should have spoken to them.
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