Today while I was making my JOURNEY with myself, as of ever, I found a great deal about myself... I was penning these short verses which I always do... As FAR as my travel was concerned it was from
திருச்சி to
சென்னை. I was on my way back to attend the bloody Marketing Test after my CONVOCATION. I wish that the day had lasted longer. Had a great time with the guys... I wish I had furthered to
திண்டுக்கல் as I had always wanted to be there for my reasons! I wanted to share some pictures of the convocation and say about my joy!
Well, coming back to what I started... I am not going to do what I WANTED to do.
It was 01:20 hours, 26-03-2011.
The bus in which I travelled was near the Chennai AIRPORT(Heaven knows what its name was... I didnt care) & the driver stopped it as a couple of passengers wanted to get down there... On a second thought he asked the conductor to check the wheels... Crazy heavens... A tyre was punctured & so the great MAN stopped the bus as such... After a couple words from the passengers he moved it to the left end of the road! And so we were asked to get down and go in a different bus...
(Nothing new! In my 5-6 years of travel in the SETC & other Ultra DE-LUX-ED(Shine lost) buses I might have experienced this at least a dozen times!)
All the while I thought that I was travelling in an SETC... I didnt even notice it in the ticket... but it was an TNSTC bus of விழுப்புரம். As many as 4 buses made the same mistake of assuming it to be a SETC & sped away... A conductor was kind enough to say "TICKET, TICKET... TICKET vaanganum..." while the bus was on the go. An angry citizen(Hope he was sleepy like hell) got irritated and he started scolding the government... He was kind enough to scold only the DMK government & not the whole MK family
(Meaning that M.K family is far GREATER & LARGER & NOBLER than the whole DMK party... Because it is how the DMK government feels & I accept the sovereignty of the Indian Governement. I dont want to be held like Seeman!)
for this ATROCITY! The angry citizen was agitated with the passage of a couple of more buses. He banged a bus that didnt stop... & sure there was an usual war of words in which only the WOMEN KIND were scolded! Now the guy was angry over the crowd, of which I am one. The guy would make an excellent agitator! He started scolding everyone of us...
(Translating)
Am I the only one who is to go home? Dont you guys want to go home? Cant you stop the bus? Cant we be responsible? Great state, the state is at!
Then the guy took a stone after a couple of minutes...
(Which I didnt realise as I was sending a message to my brother, who miraculously agreed to pick me up from Kaththipaaraa at that time!) And again a bus passes without a pause. Now I heard a DUM! A dhum DUM... Only then did I realise that the guy had taken a stone... & thrown it on the passing bus. The ricochet was great & it went to the far end of the big airport road! A MISS, I guess, was his thought!
Again a bus... This one nearly slowed and the conductor was kind enough to say...
Sorry... it is a different corporation & we cant take you guys... You have to pay fare...
The angry supporters (agitators who joined him) threw a couple of stones on the front glass of the, by now stopped bus... & started scolding the WOMEN KIND! The conductor & the driver of the stopped bus got furious and the conductor got down. He was virtually attacked by the guys from my bus... The good guy(our first angry citizen?) was sonic enough to boost the adrenaline in the other guys it seems. There was the usual clash... both verbal & NON VERBAL...
(By this time a couple of lorries, 3-4 cars with passengers to some flight had been queued up in the road... & my brother rang me after looking at the message that I had sent. ) After a round of talks... The new conductor & driver came to realise that the bus in which we came belonged to the same corporation (TNSTC) & not the SETC! They agreed to take us in without the fare... FAIR DEAL for the fear of broken glasses & injured passengers! Still OUR guys were all charged up by the adrenaline flow... & were hyperactive. They were shouting, scolding, cursing....
The new conductor told
(Vaa.... Nee Koyambedu vaa... Anga vachchu unna naan paaththukkurhaen..) "Come, come to the CMBT... Let me take care of things there..." as the angry guy boarded the bus...
And sure again there was a a clash in the bus... & the guys were all scolding the conductor... As far as my travel was concerned, I reached the end of my bus travel... Kaththipaaraa reached! A relieved guy... I relieved the bus of my weight... & attended my brother's next call... I came to the opposite end of the road to see the reckless behaviour of another EDUCATED man! My brother!
A small study of the case! (I am more into case studies these days!)
The guy was great for a moment with his ANGER, the second most powerful emotion! He was an agitator who rallied up fellows for the cause... He was deeply angry with the society & the government. I was happy as I have another guy with a similar feeling...
THE ACT
He banged the bus that sped away... He was running behind it! He had the guts to fight for his right!
THE MIS-ACT
He threw the stone on a bus full of people just like him & the rest of us... The moment the agitator became the arsonist.
Why should they pay in blood & time for something which they haven't caused or for which they werent directly or indirectly answerable? Had that stone broken the glass it sure would have hurt at least a hand full of people. At almost TWO in the morning(night) I wonder if we can get any quality attention in the hospitals.
MIS-ACT II
As the bus stopped he should have tried to stop his adrenaline flow in the body! I guess the aim of the stone-pelting was to draw attention and not make others suffer for his woes! The bus stopped, the conductor came down... He should have spoken to him... instead of fighting with him.
MIS-ACT III
Even after getting into the bus he was scolding the conductor, who by now had realised for his mistake of not noticing the corporation of the bus... & apologised.
ANGER?
His anger might have taken us to nowhere but the nearest police station or the nearest hospital! Luckily for my brother, nothing as such happened!
An unchannelled flow of whatever can never be productive... Be it the water or the anger. There should always be a control, for it is control that makes the things roll.
STUPIDITY.
An elderly man joined the procession... He, at least by his experience and supposed wisdom should have stopped him or stayed out of the proceedings. Instead he chose to side with him! I wonder if he was ready to go to a hospital or probably answer the police! It is the spontaneity that keeps humans alive but it what he had was stupidity not spontaneity... It was opportunism not optimum behaviour.
It is this emotional outbursts and spontaneity that has kept us as slaves all these years... & it will remain to do so. We are carried away by a smile & we bite the sugar-coated pill. We are carried away by a day long hunger strike by the CM of the state and we are carried away from the Thamizh Eezham cause. we are being carried away by the election freebies and we virtually forget about 2G scam, Coalitions of convenience & issues of national importance.
Now for all those of you who read up to here... & wonder what kind of guy I am. FINE, Here is WTF I did...
The conductor of our ORIGINAL bus... WTF was he doing? It was his responsibility to make us board the other bus... It was his responsibility to make the other conductor know that both the buses were of same corporation... It was his bloody responsibility to make the bus stop. Instead he was there as a statute. He should have did all this...Had he did at least one of this there wouldnt have been a necessity for those unasked vents of emotions...
I asked the conductor to stop the bus... & when nothing happened and when everybody got inside the bus... I was the last to get inside the bus... I told the conductor...
None of these were necessary had you spoken a word... Had you stopped the bus. Had you done your duty...
Then inside the NEW bus I said the same to the by now a comparatively calm passengers... Needless to say the guy was still yelling!
MEANS ARE JUSTIFIED BY ENDS... BUT ENDS SHOULD BE WHAT WE SEEK!
THE MEANS SHOULDN'T BE MEAN!
