What bothers me...
Tuesday, 13. January 2009, 01:27:47
A short story...
I travel to Mysore quiet frequently to visit friends and to take in the beauty of that ancient place. While traveling I take the normal buses not the Volvo's and the Rajahamsas. On one such return trip there was a drunkard sitting in one of the double seats. I was sitting 2 seats in front of this man. I knew he was drunk because he had been sitting next to me until I moved in front. A lot more people got on the bus and it got filled pretty quickly. There was no one sitting next to the drunkard but the women sitting around him kept coughing and covering their noses. I am pretty sensitive to bad smells and such so I was surprised that I wasn't feeling the effects of whatever they were suffering from. Then I finally got the faint hint of smoke... the drunk man was smoking in his seat inside a bus!
So I just sat there to see if any of these women (Most were in there late 20's) would say anything to the bus conductor who was all the way in the front. Not surprisingly no one did... so after five minutes of waiting I walked up and told the conductor about the smoke. He promptly walked back and told the man to throw out the cigarette or get off the bus. The man complied with the request and threw out the cigarette. After that there were no problems...
Why did no one else say anything? Why did the two women sitting in front of this drunk man say anything? Because we are a nation of people who are told to keep our mouths shut and bear everything. We are taught by our parents not to fight for things we know are right because "No one else will stand up for us when we are in need" (This is also true!)
What great culture... what great people... we should be proud...















Angasarah # 15. January 2009, 07:30