tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17940380.post6585025264316197118..comments2011-10-11T11:50:04.168-07:00Souvikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12613666283072175278noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17940380.post-64440049977456558432011-10-11T11:50:04.168-07:002011-10-11T11:50:04.168-07:00Great work SDG.. i was not aware of this website of ur&#39;s... really, shows the effort put in.. will be a regular now...Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08689567750210099052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17940380.post-72339926825809611142011-09-16T08:46:25.577-07:002011-09-16T08:46:25.577-07:00I guess the difference is that you were never looking to enjoy the journey. I have started enjoying travelling on public transport a lot, and I look forward to these enjoyable moments. Most of the times, without making any conscious effort, I see the humorous side of such things. Or, maybe you were too engrossed in college-related thoughts.Souvikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12613666283072175278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17940380.post-42426929406141147962011-09-16T02:30:46.808-07:002011-09-16T02:30:46.808-07:00I&#39;ve lived these moments. Except that when I used to come to Nehru Place by the 764, I used to find cars splashing water all over me as I walked towards college in Govindpuri.<br /><br />The difference must have been that I didn&#39;t even open my eyes to see the world around me.Abhishek Nandakumarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01170649619222889294noreply@blogger.com