Hi there! Welcome to my blog. Here I sprinkle my thoughts on various, random topics.
Today, I wanted to write on commuting solo.
Commuting alone, for the first time that too for quite a long distance was a very exciting adventure for me. I remember the very first day of college when I caught the bus and took my seat. The bus started moving and there was this head rush I felt. The places I had seen before in that route when I travelled with my parents seemed so different. Commuting solo unveils a new perspective of the place one lives in. Be it the sky painted in changing hues of purple,pink, blue and yellow, or spotting rainbows and uniquely shaped clouds, or just taking a power nap, all these add to the allure of solo commuting.
I would be lying if I say, even today I feel the same enthusiasm and excitement as I did on the very first day of this experience. This whole thing can become mundane and a bit boring as time elapses, particularly when traversing the exact same route day in and day out. Apart from the mundane, chilling experiences occasionally occur too. The tiny bit of fear evoked when the bus is almost empty with a handful of male passengers inside, or the overcrowded buses where they are too many people pushing up against each other, or the feeling that someone is following you, the constant mental note to safeguard your gadgets or wallets all are reminders of the risks associated with commuting.
Commuting solo is a rollercoaster experience of thrills and chills. The moments of serenity and beauty of creation, remind me of how great the Creator is; conversely, the unsafe and vulnerable moments remind me of God's promise, "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee" and that I am never truly alone!
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