Love is like waiting for a bus

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“Love is like waiting for a bus. When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself. “Eeee… so full… cannot sit down, I’ll wait for the next one.” So you let the bus go and waited for the second bus. Then the second bus came, you looked at it you said, “Eeee… this bus is so old… so shabby!” So you let the bus go and again, decided to wait for the next bus…After a while another bus came, it’s not crowded, not old but you said, “Eeee…not air conditioned… better wait for the next one.” So again you let the bus go and decided to wait for the next bus.

Then the sky started to get dark as it was getting late. You panicked and jumped immediately inside the next bus. It is not until much later that you found out that you had boarded the wrong bus! And you wasted your time and money just to get into the wrong one! Even if an air conditioned bus comes, you can’t ensure that the air conditioned bus won’t break down or whether or not the airconditioner will be too cold for you. Wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it wouldn’t hurt to give other people a chance.

I’m sure you’ve had this experience before. You saw a bus coming (the bus you want of course). You flagged it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed pass you! It just wasn’t meant for you…

The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a chance depends totally on you. If you haven’t made any choice, WALK!

Walking is like being single. The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want…the rest who couldn’t afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus they rode on, ugly or not. Also, sometimes it is better to choose a bus you are already familiar with rather than to gamble with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn’t be complete without the risks involved.

But there is one bus that I failed to tell you about - the Bus you do not have to wait for, the Bus that will stop on its own and ask you if you wish to come inside, then take you for a joy ride for the rest of your life. Hope you get to ride on that bus!

5 Responses to “Love is like waiting for a bus”

  1. seaweeds Says:

    *huggggsss tight tight*

  2. pjpumper Says:

    can i be that bus

  3. Paul Says:

    Certainly not a joy ride :) These days it’s like a slow leisurely ride to the country. But it’s okay. I like it slow sometimes.

  4. Eugene Says:

    PJ Pumper - of course you can!

  5. Eugene Says:

    Dr. Paul - yes, a slow leisurely ride is nice… :)

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