Its in the morning and am tired.... Ask me why.
I get out of my house every morning at 5:45am to get to work at 8 am. Most of the time, I get to town earlier like by 7am, but some other times, drama happens.
You see, going to town by train is very very economical, because instead of the 100 bob we normally pay to town, by train its only 35 bob. But again, cheap is expensive, though not every day. Here we sit, stand in between the legs of those who are seated, stand at the corridor, hang on the door, sit or stand on top of the train. Quite some freedom we got! 
So, sometimes, when we get to the deserted part where there's only long grass and rocks and the only noise is the river, the train decides to break down. And we have to wait till another train head comes from town and pulls it, or pushes it to where its destined. That takes like 45 minutes from the time it breaks down to the time we continue with the journey.
When we get to town, after completing the queue for getting down the train, which is accompanied with pushing, shoving, stepping on, grabbing arses behinds for those you admired all the way, stealing taking people's cell phones and cash, you get to the Railway Station Exit gate, where you are supposed to drop your ticket in a bucket. If you don't, they manhandle you away to some place where they beat money out of you Railways Police Station.
At the end of all this, you's safely in town! And get to work so tired...
Tuesday, July 27, 2010 at 4:10:00 PM GMT+3
Sweet! Mums are the most beautiful people in the world!