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He was helpless and so I am
Relax, spare some time and breathe easy. I want to tell you something, something about one of my LIFE’S journeys. This journey in the bus was hardly for 5 hrs. But after 425 days, I am still travelling in the same bus. 29 March 2009. Sunday morning. Hyderabad. I boarded the bus to Nizamabad, to attend a service call (Life at GE!!!). When we were about to cross the city border, our bus halted. After some unusual conversations at the rare end of the bus, a couple walked out of