Mumbai looked so different from within the airconditioned bus. Complete silence. Only around and smell of cool breeze. No external honking pressing again6theears, only twinkling building lights. Gliding by the newly repaired road, free through traffic, it felt ideal. The bus was smooth, electric operated, without gears. Thankfully the bus driver managed to ride without jerks, making the outside soft, smooth.
And so I wondered if the city I saw so far was my own internal projection? Or was it just turbulent to become calm. I don't know how long this calmness would last, but until it does, and all buses become introverted, this memory, i wanted to seal in my record.
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