This morning, for around 2 hours, I totally lost the services of the triceps on my left arm. Don't worry. It was nothing untoward. The cause was mainly the bus travel to work.
Yesterday, one guy came to the 3-seater that my friend and I were occupying. He is a short dude of normal build. But by the time I moved to the middle seat and let this guy sit, he had practically used up all available space. So for more than 50 minutes of the journey to office in the morning, his right arm elbow was basically on the left side of my stomach/hip (I think its only the stomach).
So for a period of nearly one hour, I felt "violated". And to think that I pay Rs.1400 every month for this.
Fast forwarding to this morning, again this dude came up to our seat and this time too, I moved to the middle. But today, I was hell bent on not letting him poke me. I was reading a magazine and so had my left hand fully on my left side. I continued it even after this kid sat there.
I'd partially underestimated my 'enemy'. He made a nice little move and almost succeeded in squeezing his right hand below my left hand.
But today the adamant J was traveling and the docile one had to take a 'back seat'. I didn't let him finish his final manoeuver to succeed and so he had to settle with his arm just pressing against mine. And thats the way it was, for the remaining 50-odd minutes of travel.
Effectively, even one hour after we all disembarked from the bus, I somehow lost sensation on my left triceps. And for the first 10 minutes, I was walking around like pandaribai in mannan.
Let me see if he comes to the same seat again tomorrow.
1 comment:
What Mr. Oompa Lumpa did to you, albeit unsuccessfully, was part of an ancient art of making people leave, developed by a student in Tumkur. He would start at the end of a long queue in the Bus Depot and in a few minutes would be at the head of the line - and the counter wouldn't have opened yet. He would use merely his elbow, and on some adamant cases, his tongue.
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