Journey by Bus

Journeys are always a pleasure for me. It is generally said that a journey by bus is not so thrilling as one by train or boat or air is. Normally, we most of the time believe that, as far as sightseeing is concerned, a journey by boat or train is the most pleasurable, because such a journey generally allows us to enjoy the natural scenery. However, I had quite a pleasant experience of the journey by bus. A journey is concerned more with feeling than with observation. The dimension of motion, indeed, can add new elements of pleasure to a journey. Looked at from this angle of view, a journey by bus can be thought of as a source of immense pleasure and experience. And undoubtedly it is. Now I would like to give a specific account of such a journey I took several months ago.

Our bus started for (Placename) in the morning. It was a bright sunny morning. Our bus was running along the well-paved smooth road at an alarming speed. The bus was moving ahead leaving behind the trees, houses and small shops on either side of the road. In the beginning, I was afraid of suspecting any danger that might be caused by the horrible speed at which the bus was running. But after some time I was accustomed to it. Not only that, I must frankly say that the speed was giving me some amount of intoxication. It was really very delightful to watch the green beauties of nature. I got a seat by the window. So I could easily see things on one side of the road.

On each side of the road, there were thousands of trees of various kinds so close to one another that their shadows covered the entire road. It seemed to me that all those trees, houses, fences and other things that stood on each side of the road were all moving backward. The passers-by and the people who were seen busy pursuing their daily avocations of life moved me with a kind of strange delight. I could not look at anything for long. But that was no regret of mine. Taking a mere birds-eye view of many things at a time, especially of natural scenery, gives much pleasure.

A journey by bus is not, after all, a bad journey. All the way I enjoyed my time. There was natural scenery; there was music as well as songs. As far as I am concerned, it is enjoyable to me. All seemed very interesting to me because seldom had I taken such a journey before.