Every day evening, I have to rush
With a threat of missing the bus
Crowded bus passes through
Sky starts turning black from blue
I try to adjust with some caution
Because I have no any left option
I just imagine my fingers crossed
And I wish for an uncrowded bus.

Sometimes not knowing where my bag is
My mind worries and my heart does freeze
Sometimes my head remains outside
It just turns into a terrible ride
Pushing and pulling is a normal thing
My hand becomes pivot and my body swings
I just imagine my fingers crossed
And I wish for an uncrowded bus.
Sometimes his body resting on me
I feel deep awkward and wish to b free
I ask him politely to maintain the distance
He does not show any hope of assistance
I remain unable to figure out his intention
He justifies law of inertia for his position
With a humiliation in my heart
I try to shrink with a hope to be apart
I just imagine my fingers crossed
And I wish for an uncrowded bus.
Waiting to reach my destination fast
A sense of relief when stations pass
With an unexplained terror in my heart
Unstable and rushing conflict of my thought
Finally, it’s time, I reach my station
But my heart still remains in desperation
With a thought of tomorrow’s ride
Unable to forget all the terrible side
I just imagine my fingers crossed
And I wish for an uncrowded bus….

 

– Sushila Adhikari, Female Champion