Love Is Like Waiting For A Bus

When the bus comes, you look at it and you would tell yourself, “Eww, so full. I can’t find a sit. I’ll probably wait for the one.” You let the bus go and waited for the second bus. Then the second bus came, you looked at it and said, “Oh my, this bus is so old. I guess I just have to wait for the next bus.” You let the bus go for the second time and then again you decided to wait for the next bus. After a while, another bus came and it’s not crowded, not too old but you said, “What? It’s not even air conditioned. I’ll just wait for the next one.” Again, you let the bus go and decided to wait for the next bus.

 

 

Then the sky started to get dark as it was getting late. You panicked and jumped immediately inside the next bus. It is not until later you realize that you had boarded in the wrong bus. You had wasted your time and money just to get into the wrong one. Even if an air conditioned bus comes, you can’t ensure that the air conditioned bus won’t break down or whether or not the air conditioner will be too cold for you.

 

Wanting to get what you want is not wrong, but it wouldn’t hurt to give other people a chance. If you find that the “bus” doesn’t suit you right, just press the red button and get off the bus. Who said life is fair? The best thing to do is be more observant and open-minded on the things going on with your life and the people around you. I’m sure you had same experience before, you saw a bus coming (the bus you want of course) and then you flagged it, but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed pass you. It would only mean that it wasn’t meant for you.

 

The bottom line is: being loved is like waiting for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a chance which always depends on you. If you haven’t made any choice, WALK! Walking is like being single. The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want and the rest who could not afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus they rode on, ugly or not.

 

Sometimes, it is better to choose a bus you are already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then again, life would not be complete without any risks involved. There is one bus that I failed to tell you about – the Bus that you do not have to wait for, the Bus that will stop on its own and ask you if you wish to come inside and then take you for a joy ride for the rest of your life. Hope you get to ride on that bus.

Posted by Elouisa Enerlan