all ready posted under contest thread.... still wanted it at a seperate thread.. here it goes...
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all ready posted under contest thread.... still wanted it at a seperate thread.. here it goes...
THE SPIDERMAN ON 29C
“Hey, can I leave? It takes about an hour to reach home and I’ll miss the bus if I don’t leave now….” I try explaining to a perfectly bemused lady in front of me.
It wasn’t an excuse to escape the lackluster woman I was supposed to be romancing with. Well, I had figured out hours ago that she became as uninterested as I and the whole thing turned out to be such a time-waste more than a flop. The excuse didn’t work well with the girl who has only traveled by luxury cars and has never tried a public bus in Chennai. It seemed obvious to both of us that we wanted to leave which we did, with an unintentional “see you later”. I smirk at her ignorance, prosperity and blush with embarrassment at my own mediocrity.
The bus stop was crowded as usual. A sick man had been lying there for week. I wonder if he was dead. Flies, mosquitoes and other insects , the names of which I don’t know, hovered over the body. I cover my nose with my hand and waited for the bus to Mylapore. I resist the urge to go and ask a group of girls standing in the stop if they had seen the 29C bus leave. One of the tube lights in the bus stop flickered and suddenly went off. An extremely crowded 41D came, stopped and left. Then came another 41D. Closely followed by another. I hope my 29C comes this often.
A group of girls giggle noisily and a nerdy guy is reading a book with the light of his mobile phone. I moved up to the guy and noticed “Income Tax” printed on the top of the book. “Must be a CA student”, I mutter under my breath. I shrug at his seriousness. People are too worried about their families, studies, careers, everything. “Survival of the Fittest” is most frequently discussed in the present day I suppose. Even Darwin himself must have not thought so much about it. The fittest gets the admission, gets the interview card, and gets the job and the gets the right partner. You’ve got to compete for everything these days.
Another group of college students hovered under the bus stop. I almost fell on the girl with the ID card. It’s frustrating when people push, pull and ram in motion when a bus comes. My heart rings an alarm when I see another group approaching the bus stop. I silently prayed they don’t want 29C.
An old, blind lady wanted to cross the street. She looked worn out. Maybe she’s a beggar. Anyhow I didn’t budge. What if my 29C came when I was at the other end of the road helping this oldie ? A strikingly pretty girl turned around to give me a disgusted look.
See how my image gets damaged? Now speak of survival of the fittest. How am I expected to run help an old lady and catch my bus, if it comes when I am at the other side of the road?
I can’t take this anymore. This population and the competition! I think the Earth is ruined with a new-fangled malady. A disease, rather. You know what disease I am talking about, yes; of course, it is the disease of too many mouths to feed. Now, let us think about the principal evils of our planet. The Earth has only one major problem: humans, and to be unambiguous, too many humans. Overpopulation is in my honest opinion, the most serious problem on earth. That, my friend, is reality! How many people are completely dispossessed – they live on earth, they are from Earth, but they possess not even one square millimeter of their home planet! This is a very mean catastrophe! How many don’t get to travel by their own bikes, cars or any other “own” vehicle? (Why are we talking about owning a vehicle, when owning a place of abode seems to be impossible? Do we need vehicles more than homes? Ironically, there are many people who own vehicles but not homes.)
Overpopulation leads to neck breaking competition, the depletion of essential non-renewable resources, destructive wars, pollution, acid rain, the depletion of the ozone layer, greenhouse effect, and the poisoning of Earth., erosion of soil, the annihilation of other living species and the destruction of important ecologies, the obliteration of the atmosphere, aberrant variations in weather patterns, the possible heating – or cooling – of the earth and the accompanying rise – or fall – in sea levels, nuclear waste, and so on. I can just go on forever.
This isn’t something I’ve started to worry about recently. When we were first taught about overpopulation, in fourth or fifth grade, I couldn’t get sleep that night, worrying if water would last till I die. Would there be water to drink or to shower? Would I have to die of thirst or stink? With over population will everyone get a job? Will there be jobs enough to employ me and my family and my friends and my neighbors and ……
Oh! There are just too many people. Okay, will there be a job at least for me? Will I be able to save money to buy myself a bike someday? Or would have all the oil resources and petrol been exhausted by the time I buy a bike?
The bus I am desperately waiting for comes and everyone at the bus stop dash for it. I run, but unable to hide my gentlemanliness I make way for all the ladies to get in. The conductor blows his whistle and I, having no other choice jump onboard. One foot is on the first step into the bus and the other foot is just hanging loose. There are another six people suspended to the bus like me. The bus is leaning to one side with all that weight. My hands clutch on to the bus window’s grill and the door. I realize those ladies for whom, I made way must be thinking what a “loser” I am. They are comfortably seated whilst I am hanging on like a Spiderman. Some girls think we are trying to impress them with our heroism. Please, do not confuse it with gentlemanliness! I still blame the overpopulation. Everyone is trying to impress their family, friends, bosses, colleagues and even strangers. Survival of the fittest, remember? So much so I can’t even live with good manners without being called as a “loser”.
Friends, face it. We now live in a world when a new baby is born, you worry about the resources it will need to grow up, survive and again, procreate. If it becomes unwell, it will perhaps require even more limited resources. Meanwhile it will worry about this overpopulation like me, who is standing (read as hanging) on a bus which has a capacity of thirty people but is now carrying more than fifty, while group of girls sit contentedly, perhaps even turn back (I hope), to look at this Spiderman who saved them from dangling for their lives on the footboard of 29C.
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Originally Posted by bingleguy
Sirukadhai ellam ... ippo thani thani thread aa varudhaaaaaa :-)Quote:
Originally Posted by chevy
hmmm .. i replied that already inQuote:
Originally Posted by bingleguy
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Hi Chevy
I read your story only because I saw 29C in it.Though I never travelled by a 29C( I used to travel by 29),that route always interests me because of the sheer crowd.My sister used to take this bus regularly to work from Perambur to Mylapore.Are you also from Perambur?
No Azhagi. I don't live at Perambur. Nor in Mylapore. It was just for the story.Quote:
Originally Posted by azhagi
Thanks for reading. and for your views.
Chevy
nice story chevy... it remembers my college day... twice or thrice, i travelled in 29c and nearly 2 stops, have to foot on the steps... uhuhuuuu!!!!!
the concept of the story is very nice... and this story shows, u have the knowledge in geography too :D... (this concept is little differ from you another story, this is chennai after all... but, oru boy oda paarvaila ulla vithyasam nalla theriyudhu...) :clap: to chevy... best wishes for your future life in writers world... have a nice day...
chevy : nice going :thumbsup:. ur writing from a boy's perspective shows ur perceptiveness too :)
tho i havnt travelled much in these routes, what u hv written applies for many routes in chennai. and i can vouch that not all the males dangling from these buses do it just to impress the girls in them, its out of a sheer necessity to reach one's college or office or an important appointment on time.
Hey Chevy,
ok wow that was weird cause that whole rant about environmental issues is like the silent one that runs through my head...it is survival of the fittest..it's harder still when you realize that it is and well you ain't doing that well a job...anyways that moment with the blind woman and bus....so real!!! your character is not a hero....he's real, he thinks like a real person does...it's not cliched or ideal or even sensical but that is the best attempt to capture the everyday....uh yeah i should join your protagonist in rants eh? Except i would like to sit in the bus rather than hang from it :P
i want to know how a female protagonist would be under your guiding hand?
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Originally Posted by sipi
Thanks :D :DQuote:
Originally Posted by ramky
i agree ramky.Quote:
tho i havnt travelled much in these routes, what u hv written applies for many routes in chennai. and i can vouch that not all the males dangling from these buses do it just to impress the girls in them, its out of a sheer necessity to reach one's college or office or an important appointment on time.
i need to think about that .... It was easy to think from mens' point of view as we see many playing spiderman on the city buses daily....... :lol: :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
wonderful chevy :)
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Originally Posted by crazy