The journey to my village is just as eventful as the stay itself! It takes almost an entire day to get there. I have to change trains then take a bus from the nearest city to the village. The train journeys are... well... ordinary Indian Railways experience (and I love it!!!). The best part of the journey is the hour long bus ride. Its not just any bus ride. Its a village bus ride! I used to hate it as a little kid and used to grumble. But then I grew to love it :)
This time also, it was as eventful as any other year. Our train reached the city a bit late. We missed the 9am bus and the next one was at 11am. So we just hung around at my cousin's place and came back to the bus stop and waited for the bus. I didn't know which bus it was and ended up bugging my mom everytime a bus entered. Finally, bus#14 arrived! I managed to fight my way through, carrying a suitcase and my violin (yes... i know... poor poor village people) and I found place to sit. It was in the front of the bus. Soon the conductor and driver came and we were all set to go! The driver turns the key, the bus roars to life. Then the driver shifts the stick to what I can only imagine is the first gear. The bus moves a couple of inches forward then stops. The driver again starts the bus and tries the first gear. Again the bus stops (yeah... it was in an awful condition). Finally the driver managed to get the bus moving after several failed attempts and we were on our way!!!!
Everytime the bus stopped at a bus stop, the driver had the same problem with the first gear. Yet he pushed on. I really admired his patience. If it were me in his place, I would have given up on the bus after a few stops and walked away. But he pushed on till a village next to my village. There he stopped. The engine gave him trouble. He looked back at me and my mom. We were sitting there with 2 heavy suitcases, one big bag and a violin case. Yeah... thats loads of luggage. The driver thought so too. He again started fighting to get the engine to life and get the bus moving. Like this we went on till we reached our village. When we were getting down, we turned to the bus driver and thanked him. We also said we thought he had loads of patience in dealing with this age old bus. He looked at us and told us that he was ready to give up and turn back in the last village that we stopped in. But he didn't think we would find it easy to walk the long distance with all that luggage. So he pushed on mainly for us! :)
Now isn't that really nice of him? Nobody would have blamed him if he had given up on the bus half-way through and turned back. Yet he pushed on for the sake of his passengers! I have rarely met people like him! The conductor was also mighty sweet! He and the driver make an excellent team. And they took that almost-broken-down bus all the way to the final destination just for us! Thats when I decided I just HAD to write a post on them. Even if you found this to be an incredibly boring post, I don't care. It is very rare that we meet such people. So I dedicate this post to all the dedicated people who push themselves to the limits to keep their customers happy and satisfied and those who work for the comfort of others without worrying too much about themselves :)
About a few days after we landed in the village, I took my camera and went out for a walk with my cousin sister. We saw the bus coming down the road. I decided to take a few pics to post here on my blog. So, Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, The Amazing Village bus!!!
The bus coming down a really really bad village road. Its no wonder that the buses break down so easily!
The village bus again...getting closer..... closer....
Guess who was driving the bus on that particular day???????!!!!! Yeah it was the same driver who dropped us on the very first day! He saw me taking pictures and stopped right in front of me so that I could get a clear shot. So nice of him!!!! You can see the nice conductor strike a pose!
The bus carrying on after the photo shoot :P. After this incident my sister commented...
"Well... how about that! The bus doesn't stop when we try to flag it down by frantically waving around... but now it stopped when you took a photograph! Maybe from now on, we should all stand in the bus stop with cameras. Then he will stop for us! Hmph! :P "