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Hi fellow Hiveans, hope everything is going well. Before joining into my job I used to travel on only bike, I would hate to be in a bus or train for a journey. Any place, as usual I go daily I will go on my bike only. After joining job, the location of my work place is exactly 53 kms to my home. Daily I need to drive for a total of 106 kms and approximately 4 kms in my home town to the errands. My office timings are from 10:30 AM to whatever time that takes to complete the importance work with afternoon one hour break. Sometimes it's going to be 7:00 or 9:00 PM at the office itself.
At first the one way journey took me nearly 1 hour 45 minutes, it's considerably decreased to one hour. Due to my addiction of Tea, I would make two stops between this for every twenty Kms and have a cup of tea. These two stops have two persons whom I remember and even now they remember me whenever I go to my hometown I stop there to have a cup of tea and talk to them. They are nice people who just wanted to earn some money for their livelihood. Not everyday is a nice journey, sometimes the winds are so hard I felt like someone is pushing me aside.
Sometimes the rain will be poured like we pour a bucket water on to a cockroach, the drops of rain in that speed are like some sort of needles that touch our face and felt like someone is sticking needles to our face. These people provide me some polythene bags to cover the valuable items like mobile and purse or money for them to not become wet. Sometimes I start my journey without breakfast, at one place they serve breakfast too, on asking did you had breakfast, if I said no they will not let me leave until I had breakfast. I really can't forget these kind of people, they are good at heart even though their poor status.
In a bus journey, we can sleep for sometime but not on a bike journey. We need to be extra cautious as there will be people barging on to the road suddenly. We will be unlucky if someone got hurt even if it's their fault and there will be their neighbours around to not care for it and attack us for wounding their people. They demand money too.
Then one fine day, I was going to work. In the mid of journey a lorry was suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, I averted it just barely and got out of there from death. It was a near death moment. That lorry has stopped suddenly due to a child came on to the road out of nowhere. Atleast the lorry driver saw it first and applied breaks in time and the child was saved. On that day I decided to shift my family to the work place from my native place because not everyday is good, anything can happen at anytime.
A total six months I made journeys back to back from my home to work and vice versa. It was an incredible experience that I could not forget as I'm a person who takes as less journeys as possible because I hate them. Some people are nice and some are bad and some are caring, all together people are good. In one month I searched for a house around my work area and shifted my family, now it's good.