Buses that hail their route from tamil nadu have a very typical way of creeping through your skin. But they still manage to evoke the rustic within you. We missed the 7:15 Infosys fleet and realised that we need to be in town in another 45 minutes. So we saddled our satchels and boarded this odorous omnibus en route from Polachi. *Dekha hai pehli baar, ninde ammachi'de randaam kalyanum - dinkichikidi dinkichikidi dinkichikidi*.
Saar, two tickets to Madiwala saar.
Sushtin dupis!!
We take out two 10 rupee notes and grace his podgy palms with them.
Transalated - *Daye, mou you're kundi, laydis coming. Mou mou!!!!!*
*Yenna ponnu kannu munnu tinki tinki shutty blah!*
*Daye daye, vayi moodadraa thiretu rhaaskhal!!!!*
I spy with my eye two vacant seats. *O mereeeeeeeee saaaaaaaaaajaaaaannnnnaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!*
All's well for five hundred metres and then jump on two ammas with big bommas!!!
*Kishi pishi kishi pishi oota poota witi witi poo poo, hee hee (giggle - ellow tith).*
One bomma right in my face. I resist the urge to lay a punchatantra on one of the colossal gundamanis' kundis and just start talking to Jitu.
Long ride back home!!
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HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
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