Sunday Lost

I and Ranji value our Sundays like anything because that is the only day we get totally for ourselves. This Sunday, though, was different because we got invited for a ceremonial crossbelt (upanayanam) ceremony. Well, the ceremony was on Monday, but since I couldn't make it on that day, this person was adamant that I come to his house on Sunday. Since this person happens to work in my team, and since I would need him to do certain extra bit for me, I couldn't exactly say no to him. So, we got up early (early enough for a Sunday) and went through all the excuses possible in the world to extricate ourselves, but when we couldn't convince ourselves with any of them, we thought we might as well get done with it. We were pretty clear in our minds that since the distance involved was pretty daunting, we wouldn't waste money on autorickshaw but would stick to BMTC's luxuriously ricketty buses. We presented ourselves in pretty clean condition at around 11 a.m. at Vignan Nagar bus-stop. In about 10 minutes' time, we were uniformly covered in dust. Ranji promptly let out her usual tirade against BMTC, BDA, Bangalore, and South India as a whole. Fifty minutes and quite a few more curses later, we finally got a bus. As we lowered ourselves to the comforts of a seat and asked for an IndiraNagar ticket, the conductor told us in a bored tone that the bus would go only till BEML Gate. Fine, we said, and took the ticket, thinking we would catch an autorickshaw from there to IndiraNagar. After reaching BEML Gate, checking around with a few auto drivers, and getting rejected (no surprises there), we finally managed to find a guy to take us to IndiraNagar. It was only after reaching IndiraNagar and spending around 15 minutes in the busstop that we finally realized that Gods were having fun with us because buses weren't coming at all. So, after calculating and recalculating the remaining balance in our bank accounts, we finally decided to catch an autorickshaw till this person's house. It cost us a bomb to take a rick till there and come back (and come back we had to as he expected us to pay double meter if we didn't), but I must say it was good we went. We were treated like royalty, attended to by one and all. The result of it was that we were pretty tired by the end of it all. Our wait for the next Sunday has started.....