Have you ever traveled in a local bus and wondered what the other passengers are contemplating?

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction and this post is in retort to this post > http://mythsramblings.blogspot.com/2007/05/incomplete-attempt.html Read that first and then take a peek at this post. I have tried to visualize the thoughts of the various characters that Myths has used in her story. If I have knowingly or unknowingly assassinated the character, I humbly ask you to BITE ME !!

The clock on the wall: This is no ordinary clock; this was put together by the world famous Bristol clockmaker, whose name I can’t seem to recall. It was gifted by the Queen Elizabeth to The Maharaja of Jodhpur, and he in-turn gave it to his man-servant, who later became the station master of this particular Railway Station. Read on and behold the working parts of the clock..( cough cough)

Am I the only non living thing in this station with feelings ? Can’t they see that the pretty damsel in blue is upset over the 5.30am Steam Engine not being on time. 32. Yes that’s the number of times she’s looked at me. I just wish Ramu would use a nice soft cloth to wipe the dust and dirt of my face and add oil to my springs. Oh my maker ( Jamie Lee Curtis, from the 9th Charles Street) why didn’t you make me into a wrist watch. Alas! to be tied forever to that lady’s wrist. Hah 33 . Lets play with her mind.I’ll hold my hands for a few minutes. ( CLOCK STOPS TICKING) silence ( Clock comes back to life ,tick tock tick tock) Ufff that was close , but it was worth the startled look she had on her face.Her eyes wow they have some strange power. I wonder whom she’s waiting for, I bet its her husband, but in my experience married people are never so eager, unless…(ponders). 48. Here comes the Dakota Steam Train as usual 20 minutes late. Hey wait, she is running towards that bloke. They make a nice couple, but there is something sinister about that unshaven bloke. Haven’t I seen him before. I have a thing for people looking up at me and I never forget the face. I know I have seen him before. Was it in this station, while he was waiting for train.That stubble reminds me of ……Clock Springs in a Scarp yard !! I just remembered where I saw him. It was not at this station but it was at the Central Jail, Madavpur Pathankote. He was the one who ……….

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Another version of the above paragraph : 48. Here comes the Dakota Steam Train as usual 20 minutes late. Hey wait, she is running towards that bloke.They make a cute couple. But something is odd about them.( A clock having dejavu ). I have a thing for people and I never forget that face looking up longingly at me, hoping that I run like the wind. I know I have seen him somewhere before. Was it in this station, while he was waiting for a train. Is it that stubble ….. Clock Springs in a Scarp yard !! I just remembered.. its not the stubble or the bloke. It’s the body language of the couple, “She stretched out her hand and touched his face. She let her palm linger over his cheek, she felt the slight stubble”. It’s her.. the blood thirsty vampire of Basil.Why didn’t I recognize her from her eyes, those damned green eyes. Ramu!! why didn’t you clean me using SURF excel, …aaaaaaargh.

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The Coffee Shop Owner : Mahesh Madhavan (He’s dreaming of Ileana when he is suddenly woken by an angelic voice asking for a cup of Bru coffee.) “What time is it ? (rubbing his eyes) damn! It’s 5 am and what is this dame doing at this early hour.The only train that passes by is the Dakota Steam Train.And it’s not a passenger train but a mail train. Wonder whom she’s waiting for or for what,maybe a parcel from her boy-friend. (snigger).” He serves her the coffee and his eye catches the ruby on her index finger.

“ That must be worth a lot of money. If I had that I could buy Parimal’s coffee shop.” He keeps staring at the girl in blue and is distracted by a mongrel licking his hand.” Hey Bruno, stop that. Here ( gives Rs20) go fetch 2 liters of milk from Prakash and don’t forget to bring the change. If he refuses, you can bite him”. His eyes go back to the bench and at the girl. “She’s definitely in distress. I have never seen her before in this station, maybe I should…”. He walks up to the girl and “ Madam”. She is startled from her reverie and looks up. “ Madam, the cup”. She sighs and gives him the steel tumbler not even bothering to thank him. “ Maybe I should….” He shakes his head and not finding the courage to ask her the “question”. He goes back to his shop, muttering under his breath to find Bruno waiting for him with 2 liters of Amul Pasteurized milk. He yawns and looks up at the rising sun.His eyes go back to the damsel in blue. “Sigh* , if only I could….”. The train arrives but the only people running to greet it are the lady in high heels and the mongrel. Mahesh leans back and looks at the spectacle unfolding before his eyes. The tall bloke in the white shirt and blue jeans is running towards the lady in blue. “ Is she crying ?, Must be her husband. Ewww I just hope they are not going to hug each other, right here on the platform”. Maddu as he’s called by his peers suddenly sits upright. He pulls out his Nokia N-95 and sends an instant message “ Bird in trap, Egg in Basket, Chicken for dinner”. Suddenly the station comes alive, Men in Black drop down from the rooftops , with shouts of, “Freeeze” ,“Get him” “ Don’t tackle him alone” , Watch out,“ the !@#$@# “ and it ended as it had started, abruptly. They caught the brigand red-handed. The mongrel also known as Bruno was trussed like a turkey. It was the notorious jewel thief Bruno, the dog who was as slippery as an eel that Maddu was assigned to watch and capture “doing it”. In all the commotion, he noticed that the couple were….