Essay Writing on ‘My unforgettable bus Journey’
The summer holiday were about to begin. My annual examination was over. The school was scheduled to be closed for the summer vacation from the 15th of May. I received a letter from my father to return home from the hostel.
I had to travel from Ootty to Trichur. I decide to travel by bus. I took a rickshaw to the bus stand and reached there in time to board the express bus to my destination. As I reached the bus stand, I saw a huge crowd swelling on the road. They all made a dash when they saw a bus coming. The buses were fully packed. I had booked my ticket in advance and so I could get inside the bus easily.
The bus departed from Ootty at 7 a.m. it was still cold. The passengers were reading newspaper and talking. Some were talking about the politics and the soaring prices. I was not interested in their talk. As I got a side seat, I looked outside to enjoy the beauty of Nilgiri Mountains. The road ran in zig-zag manner. It was a breath –taking experience to watch the valleys from the bus. On both sides there were beautiful hills full of greenery. A cool breeze was blowing in the hilly areas. The mountain were very imposing and the scenery was enchanting. The bus was climbing down the hill. The sight of mist and fog rising from the valleys and spreading over the mountain was very fascinating. From the bus I could see buses creeping up the hill and they looked like small match boxes. About 9 a.m. the bus reached Mettupalayam, where I had my breakfast.
The journey continued and the bus reached Coimbatore at 10.30 a.m. Some of the passengers got down there while many others boarded the bus. Within an hour, we entered Kerala State. On the way, a boy became seriously ill. His parents got nervous and tried to console him. The passengers were willing to help the family. One of them suggested the name of a doctor who had his dispensary nearby. The bus stopped in front of the dispensary. The doctor examined the boy and gave him some medicine. After some time the boy felt better and bus moved forward.
Soon the bus reached Palghat. After a cup of tea there, we continued our journey to Trichur. The sight of green paddy fields on the either side of the road was a feast to my mind. Tall coconut trees added to the beauty of scenery. At about 4 p.m., the bus reached Trichur. I saw the smiling face of my father waiting at the station. It was an unforgettable and pleasant experience.