Visiting IIT Park; Waiting for 615
In the past fortnight have had the opportunity to visit IIT Park more than once. Accomplished on the back of a bus service, the visits have seen evolution of individuals with a clear intent to bat and bowl with a realignment of some who can play cards not necessarily in a hall. On a particular tuesday, the stay in the park adjoining a flyover was over three hours with enough time left to get pitch dark. It was a day when expletives thrown by boys making a bold attempt to get to a high school were bodily lifting suggesting all these attempts are manufactured and liberating. A spell of liberating expletives we get to hear now and then from forces who all are manufactured and definitely men. Three hours inside the park, thoughts went on the lush green the landscape looked in the past and probably in two to three years that invincibility would be restored. The park has fewer attendance these days; some could be spotted energetically dedicated to shed weight. Some make mental notes; some look at their smartphone to spot the invincible quotes.
Coming out of park, the wait at IIT Park hostel bus stand provided the opportunity to look at the alarming traffic and those making it. The wait was for 615. As noted by a woman with a Class 9th son, the depletion in bus service was to do with the lunchtime. Spotting during the wait period were vehicles of different variants; some with rolled up windows and some with no attempt to even do that. In between autowallahs and scooterists were vehicles big in size, big enough to take in one fuel drum at one go. Some while driving could be seen speaking on a cell unmindful of what hazardous template they were setting in. As 615 came, inside were people with an intent to visit Central Delhi with a realisation there were enough seats for them. Making an enquiry to a student on whether he was in school or college, the rapt attention he was giving to a girl's take on giving respect to their teachers mirrored the intrusion that he least desired. A welcome break was handed by a student from JNU, the district Kalahandi in Orissa and a full fledged station that had come up were quite a revelation.
In the past fortnight have had the opportunity to visit IIT Park more than once. Accomplished on the back of a bus service, the visits have seen evolution of individuals with a clear intent to bat and bowl with a realignment of some who can play cards not necessarily in a hall. On a particular tuesday, the stay in the park adjoining a flyover was over three hours with enough time left to get pitch dark. It was a day when expletives thrown by boys making a bold attempt to get to a high school were bodily lifting suggesting all these attempts are manufactured and liberating. A spell of liberating expletives we get to hear now and then from forces who all are manufactured and definitely men. Three hours inside the park, thoughts went on the lush green the landscape looked in the past and probably in two to three years that invincibility would be restored. The park has fewer attendance these days; some could be spotted energetically dedicated to shed weight. Some make mental notes; some look at their smartphone to spot the invincible quotes.
Coming out of park, the wait at IIT Park hostel bus stand provided the opportunity to look at the alarming traffic and those making it. The wait was for 615. As noted by a woman with a Class 9th son, the depletion in bus service was to do with the lunchtime. Spotting during the wait period were vehicles of different variants; some with rolled up windows and some with no attempt to even do that. In between autowallahs and scooterists were vehicles big in size, big enough to take in one fuel drum at one go. Some while driving could be seen speaking on a cell unmindful of what hazardous template they were setting in. As 615 came, inside were people with an intent to visit Central Delhi with a realisation there were enough seats for them. Making an enquiry to a student on whether he was in school or college, the rapt attention he was giving to a girl's take on giving respect to their teachers mirrored the intrusion that he least desired. A welcome break was handed by a student from JNU, the district Kalahandi in Orissa and a full fledged station that had come up were quite a revelation.
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