“Get down, and get some hot tea,” the conductor announced as the bus stopped by a roadside eatery, “we shall stop here for fifteen minutes.”
Mahesh slowly got up, stretched himself and moved towards the door. On his way to his native village to attend family business, Mahesh was not a happy traveller.
“So many important things I could have got done,” an irritated Mahesh thought of the time he was wasting travelling in this rickety passenger bus, “the blessed place does not even have a decent mobile connectivity, so that I could get some work done on the go”.
“Look at the sky. Gods must be having a party at heavens,” middle aged woman, Mahesh was not sure when she came and stood by his side, commented looking at the evening sky that had assumed a golden yellow hue, “doesn’t that cloud resemble a dancer in full flow?”
“Pure physics, madam, nothing to do with gods!” not much of a nature enthusiast, Mahesh responded derisively, “Natural beauty does not fill our stomach, education and hard work does!”
“May not solve hunger problem, son,” the lady answered with a smile, “may help relax frown on your forehead, a little!”
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