Id appreciate days when Christmas eve was spend in a nice and quiet way, lingering with the x'mas decorations, enjoying the aroma of cakes in the oven wanting to have some of mom's x'mas special wine she saves for after church, the lousy part of getting the house in order for x'mas....being around the family most importantly. This is one tradition which never changed in my life for the past 22 years, everyone of my X'mas memories surround my family.
This year my favorite tradition had a stopping point, I was stuck in the big city with no family around for Christmas, I was supposed to be on a bus on x'mas eve and spend the day at the office... thankfully work hours was different than usual on the 24th, we were having a nice team lunch and a bowling game..... all of us from our team .....
Cribbing has never been alien to me and tradition breaking Christmas isn't exactly something which was going to ease the lunatic thoughts running through my brain
Well like planned earlier than usual I forced myself out to go for the bowling game planned.... since I really didn't have any buddies but just colleagues it wasn't fun exactly like always, so went there bowled a few and soon enough I was at the heights of boredom.
Thankfully I met someone who qualified closely as a friend, someone who sits in the next cubicle .... you know someone you say a hi and bye to under normal circumstances
Of the professional world I belonged to, she was the only with a pinch of wit in her so we went to this fancy restaurant in the middle of the city.. pretty nice place .. like always desserts were my first choice, but since in a professional crowd I stuck to normal etiquettes of adult life ... there was white wine available which normally wasn't on my list of beverages. Me and my hi-bye friend tried a bit of it ignoring the good girls who thought white wine wasn't good for their good girl image .........
Yuvraj Singh was there having lunch with his yoga teacher, the moment the crowd realized he was there, everyone went hustle-bustle for pictures with him, never was a cricket fan, his presence made no difference to me ...
Still was curious about the x'mas tree they had .. it was Christmas after all...
So with my adventure done with the professionals and my with my house keys shipped off to some strange land.. and with a bus to catch ... I had to find my keys with the help of a mobile phone, however i managed to traverse strange lands to get my house key, and before I knew it, I was home but ye unknown water traversing did pizz me off... packing my bags seemed a tedious job and finally I surrendered to my faithful companion sleep.. though I was woken by an alarm of 'did i miss my bus' syndrome...
Since my nieghbour was going to the bus stop which was in the area that I had to board too.. had a friend to tag along... the place was so full of people than usual, made me realize the magnitude of travel on an auspicious eve... well as eager I was to board the bus, the bus seemed to take ever to come and was 2 and half hours late.....
Having a lot of baggage which included mine and a friend of mine's, and at last they said the bus had come .... apparently there had to be a switch 39 kms from Bangalore and the bus in which I had to travel 39 kms looked a rut with strange people in it.... yes I was freaked but thankfully I had a friend by then, he was going to Cochin on vacation, cute fella :) I met him at the travels, and then he disappeared to see him when we were boarding the half working bus.... he was a very inquisitive one .. but his questions did intrigue me .. it did keep my mind off the half wrecked bus ..it was sad when he slept off half way through .... the 8 year old was awfully exhausted.... he made a good buddy though.... too bad I didn't get to say goodbye, the poor chap was too tiered to wake up ....
Well it was back to being spooked again.... so I told my friend who booked me the ticket no sleep until i sleep ... it was pretty nice keeping people from sleep and bugging them....
and finally after two hours in the wrecked bus.. I finally switched to a decent bus
nevertheless for the bomb I paid, I still stay the bus was a wreck.... the seats were crampy the temperature was so low that it was freezing no blankets nor there were leg rests......
I forgot my lousy journey and all that accompanied it when I saw my dad waiting for me, though I was tiered and sleepy, everything just disappeared in my dad's hug .. all I knew was that I was happy being home and just saying 'Merry Christmas'
