This comic strip is about my first solo travel experience to my college in a new city. I had pre-planned this journey a thousand times in my head and yet, somehow, it went horribly wrong on a number of levels.
My parents kept nagging me to figure things out by myself. So this time, under pressure, I did! I booked my own bus tickets a couple days prior to the journey. On the day of the trip, I gathered my stuff, had an early lunch, packed my tiffin and I was ready to go. My mother and I reached the bus stop waiting impatiently as a few other buses passed by. The bus was late. And that was because....
.... I had accidentally clicked on a wrong pick up location a few stops before my actual bus stop while booking the bus tickets.
I was so embarrassed!
Now the bus was running an hour behind the scheduled arrival time. The guy who was supposed to send me a rickshaw to drop me off at college was loosing his mind.
After getting an earful from the rickshaw guy and long stressful hours of travelling, I was finally at the bus stand. It was now dark and the traffic was in full swing. I had about an hour before the college campus gates would shut. It was then when I realized...
Apparently, I was standing right in the middle of a busy market surrounded by loud honking noises and hawkers screaming at the top of their lungs.
On top of the network issues, I could barely hear the rickshaw wale bhaiya in this chaos. To add to that, all I could understand was him talking about some bridge that was nowhere in sight.
After I finally figured out the location, and walked my confused self to the meeting spot ready to apologize a thousand times, there he was, waiting patiently for me just like an angel, with a smile on his face that I knew I really needed.
As he raced the rickshaw through the traffic, assuring me that we would reach in time before the gates closed, the relief I felt was tremendous.
