Excuse Us! It’s A Public Bus! (Episode-2)

Anirban & Arijit, Bus, Humor, Journey, Series, Travelogue

Now, the race starts! The two buses are literally swaying. Ours got a quick way and speeds up to beat the other only to get blocked by its competitor again. It’s a highway and vehicles are coming from both sides on a single lane. I always wanted to do something big in my life. But alas, today is probably going to be my last.

Missed the bus last time? Catch it again ->

– ‘Yaarki hochhe naki, aste chala suaar gulo’ (Drive slowly you morons) shouted a middle aged man from back of the bus, but who listens.

The fellow bus stopped in the next stoppage diagonally, to block our road again. But this time, with the blessings of Paul Walker, our driver took extreme right and overtook it by driving fast through the mini jungle beside the road. Hip Hip Hurraaaayyy!! God bless NFS! God bless public bus!


God is now standing with his Royal Enfield at the middle of the road. NFS is always incomplete without a cop chase! Driver took a chance to overlook him but received a divine intervention,

– ‘Oyeeeee, side kor. Chyangramo hochhilo okhane? Huh?’ (Hey. Park it on a side. What was happening there, huh?).

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Image Source: flickr.com

It’s their loss but I normally enjoy such punishments when they race. But, lessons are not learnt though. It has become a pre-calculated loss margin for them I guess. ‘Kire kato te rofa holo?’ (How was the deal?) asked the driver. ‘100. Abar ki! Kanar moto chalas na. Mama gulo ke ektu kheyal rakh’ (100 rupees. Don’t drive like a blind. Keep your eyes sometimes on traffic police).


– “Dekhte kalo, Khete valo!”

Hawkers are real copywriters, with one-liners that will stay with you forever, like this guy selling Hojmi Guli. Then came our entrepreneur.

– ‘Pen to anek kenen dokan theke. Kintu ajke ami apnader jonno enechhi ekta lobhonio offer (You buy many pens from shops. But today I have a special offer for you).

He caught the attention of everyone by standing near the front door and brought out a use-and-throw cheap pen from his bag.

– ‘Likhte likhte chhele baro hoye jabe, kintu kali furobe na. (Your son will grow up using this pen, but the ink will never finish.).

50% of the passengers felt cheated and already shifted their minds towards other things, some putting on the earphones back.

– ‘Matro 10 taka. Tobe etai sesh noy. Amader pochar kompany-r taraf theke ajke apnader jonno thakchhe aro ekta pen er sathe free (Only 10 rupees. But, not only this, you’ll get one more pen free today).

And the guy kept surprising his remaining 10% loyal audience by adding 3 more (total 5) to the set. Ebar bolun. Dekhte gele paisa lage na. (Just seeing won’t cost you). His effort must be appreciated. But no one showed any interest. The genius boy sitting beside me asked ‘R ekta add korun, niye nichhi’ (Add one more, and I’ll take it.) If he was on the window side, I surely would have thrown him out!


Normally the buses with 2 doors have 2 ticket collectors. But, I can see only one today.

– ‘Patla suru hoyechhe or. Sokaler trip ta korbe na. Tai ami eka (Dysentery caught him. Won’t come for the day trip. So, I’m alone.).

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Image Source: flickr.com

The sole leader used his brain to lock the back door and operating from front door only. He approached the talented soul sitting beside me. ‘Bhaipo, ticket ta ki korbe na?’ (Hey, won’t you buy the ticket). Being shaken from subway surfing dream, he quickly put his hand in his pocket and took out a Card.

– ‘Eta ki?’ (What’s this?) asked conductor.

– ‘Student I-card. Concession achhe to?’ (It’s a student I-card. There is concession right?).

Conductor took that card and after checking it from both sides for a minute, returned that to him by saying ‘Kon tarikh obdhi card ta bohal lekha nei. Puro bhara dao.’ (The end date is not mentioned. Give full fare). Junior Einstein replied ‘March 2015 theke suru kore 4 bachhor validity to lekha achhe. Jog korteo paro na naki?’ (It’s written that 4 years of validity is there starting from March 2015. Can’t you do sum?). Conductor looked at him with indifferent eyes and said, ‘Jog korte janle conductor hotum na! Chhere din. Bhara lagbe na.’ (If I knew addition, then I wouldn’t have become bus conductor. Leave it. Keep your money.)


Suddenly a lady started screaming from behind, ‘Pechon ta khulun. Pechon ta khulun. Bandho keno rekhechhen? Khulun taratari’ (Open the back. Why have you kept it closed?). Reply is thrown from front door, ‘Eka achhi. Aj pechhon khulbe na. Samne asun’ (I’m alone today. Back will not open. Come to front.). Who says our bus journey is always boring!!


Mere dilo mere dilo. Bus thaman. Taratari.’ (Stop the bus. Quick.)

The person, who was busy with nose job earlier, started freaking out suddenly. ‘Arey amar pasei darie chhilo. Agei sondeho hoyechhe. Mobile ta nei pocket e.’ (He was standing just beside me. I doubted before. Mobile is missing now) saying this he got off the bus and started running towards the thief whom he can’t track now. Being a coward person in such cases, I quickly checked my pant pocket to be sure if the machine was intact or not. It seems ok, but all is not OKAY in the seat in front of me.


Ke rekhechhen ei bag ta bunker e. Jol porchhe jama te. Botoler chhipi atkan ni?’ (Who has kept this bag on bunker? Getting wet. Is the bottle unlocked?)

The person sitting beside window shouted. I can see the drops but I can also smell something bad! The standing bag owner quickly pulled it from the bunker and placed it below the seat. ‘Botol ta atkalei to hoto? Ki chhilo botol e?’ (You could’ve locket the bottle. What was there inside). I can predict the answer now as I heard some sounds from inside the bag and felt some movements near my legs. ‘Ki chhilo bol!!’ (Say what was there?) asked the wet passenger loudly. The shameful one replied, ‘O kichhu na. Murgir bachha chhilo. Hisi kore felechhe.’ (That’s nothing. Some chicks. Pissed.)


Bantala! Gate e asun’ (Bantala! Get ready.) helper alerted us. Finally!! What a journey it was! I stood up. Didn’t notice when the electromagnetic talent disappeared. I came near the door by pushing three comrades and knocking two others with my bag. ‘Dilen to mariye!’ (Stumped on my shoes, huh!). It’s time to ignore and be free. Stoppage is still 3 minutes far. People are still hanging from the door.

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Image Source: trekearth.com

Suddenly my eyes got caught by one of them with a backpack and trying hard to clear his vision towards the ladies seat. I took a glimpse of the girl in red kurti and thin framed specs with braided hair sitting in the 2nd row of the left side window seat and understood the full story. Icing on the cake was missing in this journey which now got fulfilled. I’ve seen the man before also, standing in same position. Our eyes met and he shamefully switched his vision downwards. This man surely needs some guidance and it’s my duty to alert him. Will talk to him later.


Here comes my stop. All passengers, who were hanging, made the way for us to get off. I smiled at that man. He got surprised and climbed the bus again. I took a last view of the red salwar girl and the bus when they both left.


PS: Christopher Nolan was right. 5th dimension does exist. The conversation which I’ll be having with that hanging man has already got published. Another aspect of public bus story is waiting for you there as a bonus. This time it’ll be from the door itself. Have a look at “Thank God It’s Monday!!” and enjoy the interstellar bus journey!
Author: Arijit Ganguly

Featured Image Courtesy: Oindrila Ganguly


  • Arijit and team, again a very nice ending….2 things I felt which being a good friend of Arijit and regular follower of Anari minds, I would like bring to your notice – pardon me if I am incorrect or your think otherwise…
    1. The english translations are coming like downstream jobs (as we say in software industry) – take a look if can be reduced a bit as I felt that they are actually stealing the humour and witty part. I am sure most of the readers are bengali and if not, you can use only the translated form….may be… 🙂
    2. Some more attention might be required to put up the relevant pictures. 47A bus doesn’t go to Bantala :), yes i know the image is just a stopgap in between the verbiage, still check if u could provide some of your own clicks – Arjit use ur mobile phone camera while travelling 🙂

    Having said that, pls note, I am not a critic…I love to read blogs and as I know Arijit personally so gave my opinion – you are welcome to cross or put your thoughts on ur alternate thinking….Will wait for next Saturday to get another crispy story….

    • Won’t cross your thoughts, as you stole ours! 🙂

      We were also worried with those translated parts and discussed internally last time. Thanks for your poking. Nehi to KICK nehi mil rahi thi! 😛 We are planning for a common representation of the dialogues from next time. Will wait for your honest feedback again.

      And your 2nd point. See, it’s different now! 😀 Excuse us for a late night final edit. But big thanks to you for reading the article so minutely! Who does that nowadays?! 😛

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