A New Experience awaiting..

I am leaving my sweet hostel and moving to an Isolated IBAB new campus, gonna miss my roommates, reliance fresh, Bus stop where I have regular faces with confused smile, lengthy traffic jams which a hundreds times made me feel "get down and run from the bus, or else you will never reach office"..and when the driver is not having the spirit of competing with the traffic..I call him Lazy Bug..and often thinks, before getting down the busy, I should tell him," this is the worst driving I have ever seen"..I lose my temper in this buses..but I never express it..I convince with the fact that many feels the same..But now in the new place, I am gonna stay few feet away from office..I will walk..I will reach in minutes...Now I will miss the Buses, my time pass in buses...watching so many dresses, straight noses, hair styles, hand bags, listening funny gossip, peeping into books people read (just curious what is making them read while standing in the sweating crowd of bus)...my happiness when I see someone I know in the bus....

My evening walk with roommates to a chai shop..before reaching to hold
a cup of tea, we catch a plate panipuri..and then turn to tea..and there
we start our gossip..for hours n hours.." please can I call you later,
we are speaking actually"..our usual response to avoid people from
disturbing us...I can imagine a lil of my life after marriage..with
my neighbours.

Bangalore is very soothing experience for me..yesterday just before it
was going to rain..I took a walk on the roads.. two streets away from
my hostel..I feel the weather as it is, as it want me to. I was looking
at the houses and thinking ..why don't people come out at this time
and enjoy what nature is giving to us..

I changed many places in this four years at Bangalore, each one was a
very different experience..but I never missed this much while leaving
any place...I think it is about people what makes us like something...