Arduous return-trip

Thanks to my unfamiliarity with the bus routes, my return-trip from office wasn't a very pleasant one. Being illiterate to the vernacular added to my woes as shuttles mentioning their destinations couldn't aid me either.

 

Mustering enough courage to force myself into a flooding bus after waiting at the stop for over 30 minutes, I asked for a ticket from the conductor...only to learn that I had guessed the wrong bus, and it would ply only up to Silk Board. Damn!

 

I decided not to try my luck again at SB and instead chose the pacific luxury of trudging all the way back home...a good 1-hr away. I looked battered by the time I reached my destination, the lower ends of my trousers were heavily soiled and my shoes looked like having survived multiple blasts in a minefield.

 

The strike continues and my despondency ascends.

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