High Desi-bel!
My first reaction when I heard that the Dutch had detained some Indian passengers on a whim was one of outrage. On second thoughts, I did think “some of us do deserve it though. The way we don’t respect anybody’s privacy or have this general feeling that all rules can be broken, circumvented and they were not meant for us anyways” Well that saga ended but the thought lingered.
Today, on my way back home, there was an absolute pest of a creation sitting close by who deserved to be among the Dutch detainees or maybe even in Guantanamo Bay.
He prided himself in being loud and clear on his cell phone. Given his decibel, he really didn’t need one. He was discussing centrifuges, process temperature and how to mix chocolate with nuts (synonymous with personality). He works with Cadbury, he made that loud and clear too. Subtle and obvious looks of irritation from your truly and other passengers only fueled the monologue. In half an hour the whole bus and probably all the neighboring traffic had learnt what he had done during the day and planned to do in
The next two. The use of earphones and discmen/ Ipods in the vicinity had shown a remarkable increase by then, I followed suit. At volume 7 and Bryan Adams shouting loud n clear from my music player I could still hear traces of Mr Loudmouth’s ranting.
When he finally did disembark he nailed the final one into the coffin. He disposed off his half eaten Cadbury bar on the floor of the bus and coolly trundled off.
Today, on my way back home, there was an absolute pest of a creation sitting close by who deserved to be among the Dutch detainees or maybe even in Guantanamo Bay.
He prided himself in being loud and clear on his cell phone. Given his decibel, he really didn’t need one. He was discussing centrifuges, process temperature and how to mix chocolate with nuts (synonymous with personality). He works with Cadbury, he made that loud and clear too. Subtle and obvious looks of irritation from your truly and other passengers only fueled the monologue. In half an hour the whole bus and probably all the neighboring traffic had learnt what he had done during the day and planned to do in
The next two. The use of earphones and discmen/ Ipods in the vicinity had shown a remarkable increase by then, I followed suit. At volume 7 and Bryan Adams shouting loud n clear from my music player I could still hear traces of Mr Loudmouth’s ranting.
When he finally did disembark he nailed the final one into the coffin. He disposed off his half eaten Cadbury bar on the floor of the bus and coolly trundled off.
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