LOST....

Last Friday I had to go to our main office in Sarjapur, for a presentation.
Since it would be a lot of time commuting, and my job being critical on Fridays, I took an approval from my boss to operate from that office for the second half.
The second half was total chaos, as people from my regular office were not able to connect to me.
As yet again, I ended up staying late till 7.45 PM in SJP campus.
Only at 7 did I realize it would not be the same commute back home. Luckily one of my colleague stayed back , and generously gave the lift till Koramangala.
Time : 8PM.

Found the nearest bus stop ( Courtesy : Auto Driver)
The bus that I got into was pretty empty. As always, I opted for a window seat. Destination : KBS, easily 1 hr travel .
The next stop, was a bit crowded. A lady in her twenties sat next to me. She seemed to be from a village. As again , in bus I am hooked to radio. I was on my ear phones and dint give much attention to her. The bus route bought back many of my memories. My previous office was in Raheja Arcade. There is usually a long signal, in front of Raheja. I was just peeping thru the window, to my left was the building where I started my recruitment experience. Lots of things running in my mind..
Now I realize that the lady sitting next to me, is actually eyeing my cell phone. Instinctively, I held back the phone. ( It had happened before also to me , that somebody tried snatching mobile from the window). I m still surprised, as the lady is still seeing the mobile. 2mins later, she asked me “ What is the time?” I replied its 8.15 PM.
The conversation continued like this:

Is lalbagh far from here?
No, not far, another few stops you will reach there.
Please tell me when it is near.
Ok
I had actually come to hospital near lalbagh. I lost my way. I don’t know where my kids are. I need to go near lalbagh.
Will they be waiting there?
I don’t know, that is where I had left them.

Meanwhile I am thinking, she is from a small village , how will she find her children in a city like Bangalore. If I am taken in unusual route , I panic.

5 mins later she is again seeing the mobile. Again I got into my questions. All the people are the same. If they see someone gullible, they try to fool. I am seeing this lady for the first time, why should I even believe her. The next thing, she would ask me for money.

Immediately, she said, can you make calls in the mobile? I said yes. Then please call my brother and ask where they are.
I said ok, do you know the number?
Yes, byheart.
I called the number. The person who picked, said, where is my sister? I’ll come there. Please ask her to stay there only.
We got into the bus and she missed.

It tried my patience to convince him, that she is already in the bus and asked him where he was. He said he is waiting near Wilson Garden Police station. I had travelled this route n number of times, but couldn’t place a police station on the way. I asked the conductor. The good soul that he was, he said, I shall tell you when we near the stop. What happened?
Lost, I said, not me but her.
He was like ok, I shall tell you.
Once we neared, Wilson Garden, I was having a tensed yet calm look..
The conductor told the driver to slow down near the police station. Once he found the lost lady’s brother, he called him and literally shouted.
The bus halted abruptly. 5 mins, I could only hear, the conductor . “ how could you leave her like that? This is a city..not a village..how would she find the way? Show some responsibility.


I was in the bus, for the rest of the time, I was in the bus, I was thinking, Why don’t we have such conductors in our life also?