Oh no...Fred-e AGAIN!

Fred–e has taken the bus, Scheduled Departure Time – 12 : 30. He keeps shifting between reading his book and listening his music (the charge level indicator shows one-stick which is to say its gonna last for approx an hour...naheeein. What is Fred-e to do when its dead!!!! Fred-e kya hoga? The hour hand is 'in-between' 3 and 4 while the minute hand points to 6. 15: 30 is the time it said). Fred-e decides to sleep after pouring out water from his eyes. The journey is on.

Fred-e wakes up and checks for the place first and then the time. He looks out and says to himself, “I'm crossing western ghats”. He looked for the time. It was 18:40. I'm traveling through the twilight hour.

The hills far-off look worn out. The gray clouds descend from the sky and blanket the mountains – partially. The rain drops keep hitting the glass window, not in a continuous fashion though. The dark lord casts his shadow over the place pushing the light away but not before passing a message “Light Light! Come another day”. The time moves on. Fred-e looks at the place and sees a house, lit by bulb. The bulb might be of 40W. He wonders if there are people living in there and if there are any??? How on earth do they live with a single lit bulb (If the reader is saying that it might be a fodder or cattle house, Fred -e would say, I SAW IT CORRECTLY. IT WASN'T THAT). The bus moves on and Fred-e catches a glimpse of another 'human' house but this time there was no bulb. There was no light source. That definitely must be a ghost house! The place which the bus passed through had few shops around and few houses. Life must be very hard here.

Fred-e wonders as to why everytime he has to go thro' this route always? What Fred-e didn't realise is that this is the ONLY route that could connect by road to his place. Fred-e was blank...like always.