Thursday, September 04, 2008

the undertaking



did you know that......

....there's a night bus?
between colaba and dharavi depot.
starting dharavi depot 11.25 pm
colaba depot 1.15 am
dharavi depot 1.15am
colaba depot 2.15 am

....there's a friendly bus?
(which means hail and board/alight service.)
:)
so sweet na?


....if you're a freedom fighter...(you're probably dead),(too old to ride the bus) (too old to read this), you don't have to pay any bus fare??


....if you're blind(you definitely cant read this)(sorry!), your bus fare is a flat rate of 1 Re

.... that for the benefit of general public, coins in the denominations of Rs. 5/-, in exchange of notes in the denominations of Rs.50/- or Rs.100. are made available by the Undertaking, at all the Depots. The timings for this are 10.00hrs to 15.00 hrs, on all working days.
(lifted directly from website)


also ladies special buses & quick services(point to point)
timings are here.
oh, and the "route search by hospital " facility is pretty cool.
you may now ditch this blog and go to the website...

http://www.bestundertaking.com/transport/index.htm

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

bus pass

My dad bought me a bus pass that is quite useless for a girl who travels as irregularly as me on the bus, but it still feels like a magic ticket miraculously renewed on every trip and as if youre not paying anything to ride.

daydream bus
I have been loving traveling by bus because I’m never in a hurry these days to get home. So I spend time waiting at the bus stop, get my time in the bus to read and listen to music and daydream. Also not having to sit face to face with strangers and deal with the complicated chemistries is also nice if you want to be alone.

night ride home
Yesterday I was coming back very late at night from meeting an old and magic friend, traveling back in the soft wet and lovely night in the glowing red bus with the feeling of not belonging and freedom that the red bus can give you.

stranger
Two days ago before that, a big bully of a man sitting beside me, at the feel of the bare flesh of my sleeveless arm against his terry-cot shirt tried to get a little too familiar with me, pushing himself against me as I got off with my bag holding him off, waiting for me to get onto the next bus. And I with my hands folded angrily trying to intimidate him. It worked. Or he just got bored waiting.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Monday, March 24, 2008

Monday, March 03, 2008

delhi bus

my camera has gone mad
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