An ode to a creative co-passenger
Wednesday, March 15th, 2006Travel – be it by train or by bus or even your own car, is hardly worth talking about if it’s all smooth and cozy. It’s the challenge enroute and the struggle to overcome the odds that makes it worth writing about.
Let me start with the latest episode. Pondichery to Chennai via ECR. I boarded the the SETC bus at Pondy in the evening at 7:30 on Monday. I wouldn’t have boarded had I known if it was SETC. I realized only when the tickets were issued. So much for reputation.
All was smooth till we crossed Mamallapuram. Do I even care to think of it? NO. Then some incontinent soul wanted the bus to be stopped. The over cautious driver deems it fit to apply hand brakes. Only that the hand brakes would not get released thereafter. The bus hardly moved even while the engine was roaring. It was around 9:30PM. The struggles of the driver went in vain.
The response from the nearby depot demonstrated why people are so pro-privatization. Disdain is the only word I can think of. Disdain for passengers, the crew and their time.
At last one mechanic from the depot came up and told categorically he would not repair these types of buses(it was a TATA)!
None of the vehicles passing by stopped.
A fellow passenger said he can try a workaround if only he gets the appropriate spanner(24-27 i think). The bus had none.
“Vandile stepneya kedayadhu sir, neenga spanner kekuriyale” was the driver’s response. Oh yeah that did not stop them from charging 7 bucks more than the normal fare, its EXPRESS you see!
The next task was to get a spanner.
All the attempts by the crew and the passengers to stop some ongoing vehicles to get a spanner did not quite work out.
Then someone spotted a car mechanic shop on the highway and there comes the prized spanner.
After exactly an hour, the enterprising passenger surfaced from the bus underneath and said ‘Done’. He had effectively disconnected the hand brake and released the wheels.
There was a round of genuine applause when the bus started moving and as the guy took his seat. He was our savior.
I reached home around 11.30.
This post is an ode to the creative passenger, but for whom I would’ve reached god knows when. Hail creativity and lateral thinking!
This post is also a note to people not to board SETC buses. The buses are poorly maintained. They don’t have any tools whatsoever in the event of a minor breakdown. And as if all these are not enough, they charge you more. They provide writeable travel experiences though. Grrrrr…..







