Living in city of traffic jams, and my whole irritation of travelling so.much to school/ work , it was difficult.
Never knew when 45 mins commute would turn to 2-3 hours saga and it happens quite often. The impatient me would ramble or at times scream about same and vent my frustration on husband dearest.
These days it became my way of morning ritual, sit in my cab and say my prayers, plug in earphones and listen to music, Today it was Kenny chesney.
My outlet / preparation for pressure which will be on me once I step into workplace and craziness which follows.
I listen to traffic and identify the vehicle which is making it. We have autos, cars, mini bus, bus, mopeds, bikes and even at times trucks.
My time in whole craziness, which helped me as I endure less pain and frustration as I do not continue to brood over the travel but doing something other than work - office or household.
Taught me at times things happen and you can't always stop, atleast when you are in Bangalore traffic jam. Better prepare for what would follow and lock horns when you actually arrive.
Who said commute to office can't be thearuaptic , ask me.
This is while I travelled for 1.5 hours today to work.- kiran vajapeyazula 11-17-2016
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