A journey by bus essay

We received a telegram from our native place one day telling us that my uncle was seriously ill. My father could not get leave from his office; so, I had to rush to my native place. If necessary, I was to bring him to the city for medical treatment.
As there were no trains that went past our village, I had to go by bus. The bus was to leave at seven in the morning. It arrived punctually at 6.45 a.m. There was a huge crowd, and people jostled to get in and a few were even injured. Since I had reserved my seat, I was not in a hurry. I boarded the bus only after all the passengers had got in. With great difficulty I reached my seat, only to find it was occupied by another passenger. I requested him to vacate my seat, but my words had no effect on him. I complained to the conductor. The conductor ordered the man to get off the seat. The man looked at me angrily, and then finally got up. I occupied the seat with a sigh of relief.

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A-JOURNEY-BY-BUS-ESSAY

The conductor rang the bell,
and the bus started exactly at seven. He began to move along the gangway, issuing tickets. At every stop, the bus became more and more crowded. After two hours, our bus changed direction and ran on a small road. This road was very rough and uneven, and it was a bumpy journey from then onwards.
Due to extreme heat and congestion, everyone in the bus was perspiring. I heard the cry of a baby. I looked in the direction of the cry and found a lady with a baby in her arms standing in the gangway. I got up at once and offered her my seat.
After three hours, the bus stopped at a bus depot. There was a halt for fifteen minutes. I got down and had tea and snacks. The bus started again, and for the rest of the journey, the road was smooth once more. Even though I was standing, I managed to take a nap. There was complete silence in the bus. After some time, I woke up with a start. I saw that the bus was heading towards my village. There were cows grazing in the fields. I heaved a sigh of relief as I alighted from the bus. It had been a tiring journey indeed.

A journey by bus essay

 

A journey by bus essay

We received a telegram from our native place one day telling us that my uncle was seriously ill. My father could not get leave from his office; so, I had to rush to my native place. If necessary, I was to bring him to the city for medical treatment.
As there were no trains that went past our village, I had to go by bus. The bus was to leave at seven in the morning. It arrived punctually at 6.45 a.m. There was a huge crowd, and people jostled to get in and a few were even injured. Since I had reserved my seat, I was not in a hurry. I boarded the bus only after all the passengers had got in. With great difficulty I reached my seat, only to find it was occupied by another passenger. I requested him to vacate my seat, but my words had no effect on him. I complained to the conductor. The conductor ordered the man to get off the seat. The man looked at me angrily, and then finally got up. I occupied the seat with a sigh of relief.

A-JOURNEY-BY-BUS-ESSAY
A-JOURNEY-BY-BUS-ESSAY

The conductor rang the bell,
and the bus started exactly at seven. He began to move along the gangway, issuing tickets. At every stop, the bus became more and more crowded. After two hours, our bus changed direction and ran on a small road. This road was very rough and uneven, and it was a bumpy journey from then onwards.
Due to extreme heat and congestion, everyone in the bus was perspiring. I heard the cry of a baby. I looked in the direction of the cry and found a lady with a baby in her arms standing in the gangway. I got up at once and offered her my seat.
After three hours, the bus stopped at a bus depot. There was a halt for fifteen minutes. I got down and had tea and snacks. The bus started again, and for the rest of the journey, the road was smooth once more. Even though I was standing, I managed to take a nap. There was complete silence in the bus. After some time, I woke up with a start. I saw that the bus was heading towards my village. There were cows grazing in the fields. I heaved a sigh of relief as I alighted from the bus. It had been a tiring journey indeed.