Sunday

It all started on friday night. I came to know that my brother's plan to come to Bangalore has changed. His ticket didn't get confirm, so he will come on Saturday or Sunday by flight. Late in the night I got the confirmation that he will come on Sunday evening.Soon, I realized that our meet is going to be small. But never realized it was going to be too small.


Sunday morning, the rush began. A lot many things to do- get the fan repaired, give clothes for press, visit a friend as planned a night before,get some movies and stuff from a friend for my bro, clean the house,go to coaching and of course visit him. Luckily, I woke up early and the day started off well. I woke up at 8:30, got ready by 9,went to temple,had my breakfast,gave my clothes for press and gave a call to my landlord. By the time it was around 10.I went to SISO hostel to get the things, rang the bell. To my dismay,no one was awake. They were too tired to answer the bell and open the door. By the time I got the confirmation call from my landlord that the fan will be repaired by afternoon. Cool..One thing left. Visit the friend.I went there and had to rush out of the place by 12:30 to catch the bus.

As expected, I was late and had missed the Volvo.But, luck again was on my side. I got another bus and was offered a seat as soon as I entered.Through out my journey from LRDE to Kormangala Signal, I managed not to pay a single penny.Yup, I don't buy a ticket until conductor asks me. This was not the first time and I was successful.But, what goes around comes around.

As soon as I finished of my coaching I received the call from my brother 'Rishi, I've reached airport.'
'Bhaia, aap R.T.Nagar pahuncho, main bas yahan se nikal raha hoon.'He had planned to sign in in the hotel,roam around in near-by area and then accompany me to my place. Sounded great.
'Rishi, how much do they charge for R.T.Nagar.'
'Bhaia, main bhi pehli baar ja raha hoon.'

So, we both started for R.T.Nagar.I took an auto. He agreed to go for meter+10 .Okie dokie.I just hate these autowalas.He started from front of the coaching,took a right turn, then another, one more. After about ten minutes with my meter already ticking 15 bucks, I find myself around 100 meters away from my coaching center.
Me:'Bhaia, aap kahan le ja rahe ho'
Autowala:''Bhaia, oneway tha wapas aana pada. Bahut traffic tha'.
Me:'Bhaia!aap fixed rate bata do kitna loge R.T.Nagar ka'.
Autowala:'15-16 km hoga, 180 de dena'.

I went down from that auto and threw 15 rupees at his face, asked how to reach by bus from some other guy and finally started off. My watch showed 6:15. I reached majestic and took another bus. By 7:30, I was still in the bus when I received another call from my brother.
'Rishi, main pahunch gaya. Tu kahan hai.'
'Bhaia, main bhi bas pahunchne wala hoon. May be another 15 minutes.' I had no clue where I was, but my guess was accurate.By quarter to 8, I had finally reached his place.
'Bhaia, it took one and half hour from my coaching center. I don't know how much longer will it take from my place.I will rather stay here with you and go back in the morning.' Nopes, fate had something else for me.It seemed that the guest-house was totally booked. That meant I have to rush back to my place or else I won't get a bus.
Hurriedly, he overloaded my bag with things from home and without wasting time we started off for dinner. 'Pathetic' is the least offensive word I can use for the food we ate. But, atleast one thing was great. I was with my brother after a long time.But, again the rush.

I reached majestic in just 30 minutes, thanks to the already empty roads. I managed to catch the last bus, Bus no 335E, (luckily volvo) unluckily overloaded.Conductor asked for ticket, I asked if it would go to HAL. He said yes. I knew it wouldn't go to BEML but still I asked 'Bhaia, BEML jayegi'. Conductor 'haan jayegi' and charged 45 bucks for the same.

I was surprised(both because of BEML and very high charges) but happily gave 45 bucks because I wanted to end the journey.Standing in the crowd, with battery turning low only favourable thing was the soft music being played in the bus.Soon, HAL passed. I thought the bus would take a left, but it didn't. I went to conductor 'Bhaia, BEML, C.V.Raman Nagar jayegi right?'
Conductor:'Haan jayegi'.'Okies'. Bus reached Marathalli. Now quite sure, that something is wrong, I went to conductor again and asked 'Bhaia, kya route follow karegi bus'.Conductor 'BEML aayega to bata doonga'.By the time I got the seat but could not relax. Internally, I was excited, 'a new route to be explored'.

After around 10 mins.Bus takes a left turn and stops.'Ye aa gaya BEML. Utar jao yaha par.''Shocked', I went down from the bus.I had no clue where I was. All the shops were closed. Not even a single person around.I went near a shop. It read 'BEML Layout'.I thought 'Ok, I am at right place. I just need to find my way from here.' Then a thelewala showed up. I asked how do I go to G.M.Palya. He said, all the buses have left, so you will have to take an auto. I knew it was going to be a long night.
After walking around half a kilometer alone in a deserted road, I heard a sound of auto. I called for it. He asked me to pay double. I had no option but to agree. Finally, I ended up paying close to 200 bucks to autowala but was home safe. I called my brother and told I have reached.

Climbing the stairs, I tried to recollect what I have been through today and thats how my sunday ends.