<p>We all remember our first day on the job, don’t we?</p>.<p>I took public transport back home that day from work. Since I didn’t get a direct bus, I got into a bus that went halfway to my destination. I could take a connecting bus from there. The bus was considerably empty and I seated myself comfortably. The driver was a young and lean man, and the conductor was a young lady.</p>.<p>As the bus started, I showed my pass to the conductor who came to ask for tickets and then got immersed in my book.</p>.<p>Traffic wasn’t bad that day but still the bus moved very slowly. I ignored it initially. Soon, I heard other passengers murmuring about the slow pace, and it got me worried.</p>.<p>Hesitantly, I called the conductor and asked if there was a problem. She tried to avoid the question and gave me a smile. When I persisted, the driver and the conductor looked at each other.</p>.<p>Slowly, she said, “Akka, both of us are new to this route and we don’t know the roads properly to the destination. We are nervous.”</p>.<p>I put my book inside my bag, stood behind the driver and became his navigator. There was an immediate smile and relief on their faces. A few of the passengers too understood the situation and joined in to help.</p>.<p>After a few minutes, when the drive became comfortable and confident, we started talking.</p>.<p>He said it was his first day on the job and his first day in the city. He was a new recruit to the BMTC from Belgaum and had arrived in Bengaluru only the day before.</p>.<p>In the morning, when he reported to duty, he had been given a route that the conductor knew. But in the evening, he was asked to serve this new route.</p>.<p>The conductor also told me that there had been a small accident in the morning that had caused a slight damage to the bus. I couldn’t help but appreciate the driver’s courage.</p>.<p>Slowly and steadily, we reached the last stop. From there, he had to go to the depot, a kilometre away, to park the bus, and then he could call it a day.</p>.<p>Before getting down, I reached into my bag and found two candies. I told him, “Thank you for bringing me safely to my destination. You did very well today,” and gave them the candies with a smile — the least I could do to show my gratitude to them. I could see a small tear-drop in the corner of his eyes. “I will remember this day, Akka,” he said. “Yes, you must, and draw strength from it,” I replied. “Next time when you don’t know the route, please ask the passengers to help.” I said goodbye to them and got down.</p>.<p><strong>Watch the latest DH Videos here:</strong></p>
<p>We all remember our first day on the job, don’t we?</p>.<p>I took public transport back home that day from work. Since I didn’t get a direct bus, I got into a bus that went halfway to my destination. I could take a connecting bus from there. The bus was considerably empty and I seated myself comfortably. The driver was a young and lean man, and the conductor was a young lady.</p>.<p>As the bus started, I showed my pass to the conductor who came to ask for tickets and then got immersed in my book.</p>.<p>Traffic wasn’t bad that day but still the bus moved very slowly. I ignored it initially. Soon, I heard other passengers murmuring about the slow pace, and it got me worried.</p>.<p>Hesitantly, I called the conductor and asked if there was a problem. She tried to avoid the question and gave me a smile. When I persisted, the driver and the conductor looked at each other.</p>.<p>Slowly, she said, “Akka, both of us are new to this route and we don’t know the roads properly to the destination. We are nervous.”</p>.<p>I put my book inside my bag, stood behind the driver and became his navigator. There was an immediate smile and relief on their faces. A few of the passengers too understood the situation and joined in to help.</p>.<p>After a few minutes, when the drive became comfortable and confident, we started talking.</p>.<p>He said it was his first day on the job and his first day in the city. He was a new recruit to the BMTC from Belgaum and had arrived in Bengaluru only the day before.</p>.<p>In the morning, when he reported to duty, he had been given a route that the conductor knew. But in the evening, he was asked to serve this new route.</p>.<p>The conductor also told me that there had been a small accident in the morning that had caused a slight damage to the bus. I couldn’t help but appreciate the driver’s courage.</p>.<p>Slowly and steadily, we reached the last stop. From there, he had to go to the depot, a kilometre away, to park the bus, and then he could call it a day.</p>.<p>Before getting down, I reached into my bag and found two candies. I told him, “Thank you for bringing me safely to my destination. You did very well today,” and gave them the candies with a smile — the least I could do to show my gratitude to them. I could see a small tear-drop in the corner of his eyes. “I will remember this day, Akka,” he said. “Yes, you must, and draw strength from it,” I replied. “Next time when you don’t know the route, please ask the passengers to help.” I said goodbye to them and got down.</p>.<p><strong>Watch the latest DH Videos here:</strong></p>