Missed Bus Blues
Soma Sarkar
I am a protagonist, Alex, stands at a bustling bus stop. The air is filled with the sounds of traffic and people chatting. I started checking my phone frequently, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their bus. I am impatiently checking the time on phone Come on, where's that bus? After a moment, I spotted the bus that I am supposed to catch speeding past the stop, leaving me behind. I frustratedly Oh no, I missed it! This is just great. I opened the bus app to check the timing for the next bus, but finds it unreliable. I muttering to myself This app is useless. It's showing the wrong timing for the same bus number. How am I supposed to know when the next one is coming? I looked around, hoping for some clue or sign indicating the next bus arrival, but finds none. As time passes, more people gather at the stop, growing restless. CROWD started murmuring among themselves, growing increasingly agitated Looks like I'm not the only one having trouble with the buses today. The crowd continues to grow, and I felt a sense of unease as they realize they have no idea how many buses with the same number might be arriving. I worriedly started thinking that With all these people waiting, who knows how many buses are actually coming? This is chaos. Just as frustration reaches its peak, the familiar sound of a bus engine approaching in the distance breaks through the noise. excitedly said Finally! There it is! A bus pulls up to the stop, and me, along with the relieved crowd, boards quickly. As the bus pulls away from the stop, I looked out the window at the still-growing crowd, feeling grateful to be on their way despite the earlier setback.