Microbus October, love at first ride

A long "colorful" day at work, followed by a boring class through which I slept like a little baby. It's already 10 PM and home is seventy kilometers away.

After what seemed like forever, I entered the final stage of my journey, here comes the microbus to October. I jumped in instinctively, and along came the cherry on the top of the cake that is my day. A bizzilion kilograms lady with a kid on her arm fell on my foot. With a kid in my lab, a smashed foot and a lady shouting "5od b2eedy ya5oya" I broke into a hysterical laughing frenzy. Maybe I booked a one way ticket to insanity as a good friend told me, or maybe it's the combination of sleep deprivation, one meal and seven coffees a day, it doesn't matter. Now all eyes were on me, and it wasn't pretty, after all I'm the inconsiderate jerk laughing at a suffering mother.

I spent the rest of the journey in a heavenly state of bliss, a forty minute trip skipped in a heart beat. I forgot all about work problems, late assignments and even my aching foot. Suddenly everything was clear, I can sense the pain of the fallen lady, feel the joy in the voice of a guy talking to his beloved on the phone, appreciate the curiosity in a child's eye asking his exhausted father all kinds of silly questions, I can see the lust in the eyes of a guy fantasizing about the girl sitting in front of him and admired her poker face that delivered the speechless message "we7yat ommak labahdelak law fakart thaweb" loud and clear. For me, it wasn't a microbus  anymore, it was a microcosm driven by a Schumacher imitating driver whose only concern was to beat the other drivers to the final stop to get the chance of an extra round. It was all connected.

It was a full fledged transfiguration, right there infront of me. It doesn't need a glowing human incarnate, prophets or a voice from the sky. It doesn't even need a victorious Napoleon to enter Jena. All It needs is a bunch of weak feeble humans worn out after an exhaustive day, and you can see His face. It has always been and will always be about humans, mere mortal humans, striving in a quest to reach the full their  potential.

I asked "Am i there already?" and in my mind He smiled.

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