The summer was definitely here since walking from metro to the bus had drowned me in my own sweat. But the feeling of going home and having homemade food had raised my excitement levels to the sky. I crawled in the bus and after some inspection took the best seat.
The weather is too hot. I took a sip of water from my water bottle and dived in the loud music from my headphones.
The batch read Rohtash Atta, “PARJAPATI”.I wondered who he was and why he was roaming around with a tank full of water. “Wait a second”. I just couldn't believe that a Haryana Roadways Bus Conductor often described as RUDE, ARROGANT, INSENSITIVE etc was actually distributing water to the travellers. When my turn came, he asked “Bauji Pani pioge?”. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. He had such sweetness in his voice; for a moment I couldn’t believe my ears. He went to everyone in the bus and assured that the water is drinkable. I could see a smile on the faces of those who were thirsty. He changed my perception( and i am sure everyone else's) regarding the image of the bus conductors.
A smile was what he had on his face and a smile was what he got from everyone.
A true care person discovered.
