Last Monday I was on the way to my brother’s apartment. It was about 7 p.m. I was hanging on public bus. The public buses of Kathmandu are too much crowded and if you got a place to put your foot inside, it’s enough. And it is more worse at the office time. I was with a bulky bag with my notebook in, so it’s bothering me more.The Khalasi was ordering to keep face toward one row of seat. I was able to manage to turn and keep me on the right side.
I had to catch the bar above with one hand and with another hand balance the bag. Along the path I was pushed back more and more. After two or more station it was almost full and I was near a side of a girl.She watched me curiously at my face first and then asked for help. Who dare to refuse the help of girl? I accepted and while giving bag to her took out my ID card. The ID card made her more astonished. She used look at me and then to my card. I just smiled and nodded. She got left the bus on next stop waved “bye” and had gone.
Next day i have to return to the hostel, the bus was not much crowded. I got seat and started to browsing internet with U-SIM. On the next stop, the same girl boarded on the bus and took the seat next to me in opposite side. She was searching a topic to talk with me. Meanwhile I opened this blog page and she yelled “Oh! I read this blog. Who? Is this you who blogging with name Samyojan.” “Yes,I am ” I said coldly,because I had not uploaded any new article for about a month. She said one of her friend suggested it.She asked for if I have uploaded any new. I get ashamed and promised to upload soon, and left her .
It’s almost three days after I am going to upload this article .Sorry Amita, I cannot do anything for three days so I have placed the account of incident.
Thanks for all my viewer for their support and comments.
great, but is this real story ?
only half part pracasji
thanks for ur comment