I love the early morning bus rides that I take to school everyday. I love the fact that majority of the people in the bus are still half asleep and there is no incessant chatter from school students or housewives just back from the market to disrupt my thoughts.

The tranquility of the morning broken only by the music from my nano, the howling of the wind, and the whizzing past of the cars. The cold wind that beats against my face on board the non-aircon bus 93 is something I look forward to every morning, that when I reach my stop, I am a tad reluctant to alight. It would be good if every morning was like this. So peaceful.

Staring into the Abyss,