When I woke up in the morning and remembered lecturer’s mother in class, my mother shouted "Wake up" but she was patient because of my mother.
Came to the bus with Dad. No wonder the bus was gone as usual.
I must catch that bus
“You never work ontime"
“You are lazy men, why you can’t come ontime and never learn a lesson."
“I’m good to be here, who’s a day off?"
As usual, the CD of my father’s sermon was being played, he was followed bus with me by Car or Motorbicycle. No problem, I’m everyday getting late, So it does not matter how many times my father beep the horn for those who go on that bus daily.
Every morning these activities go the same way. No steps are miss. After getting on the bus, the next step is to say
“Hi”
“Hui”
“Good morning” to the bastard boys in the back seat of the bus and go to my seat. Yes, I have a seat. That’s where I always sit. The seat on the wheel. But that the boys in back seat were silent today. One just smiled. My next duty is to dust off my seat. No wonder because all of this happens every day like a cycle. My next step is sit in the seat and listen to the conversation of the two girls in the back seat where I am sitting. Because they analyzing the teledramas. I eavesdrop on what happened in the ‘DEWANI INIMA’ at night before. Some days when I get on the bus, ‘DEWANI INIMA' analysis is over. The two girls who used to talk like demons are also silent today. I have to show it every day to the conductor who knows very well that I have a SLTB season ticket, he comes to mark it immediately as someone who does not know that I have a ticket. But that day he asked me by gestures in front of the seat, "Is there a season?" I nodded my head too.
It takes me five or six minutes to complete all these events after I get on the bus every day.
The posh Bank Akka who used earpods in the seat to my left does not have earpods on her ear today.
Teledrama analysts are also silent.
The conductor is also silent.
Even the boys in the backseat who used to laugh out loud and have a loud bang are not significantly gossipy today.
Mmmmm I was a little curious.
Within few seconds I realized the difference. The playlist of songs on the bus is changed today. there is no doubt that all daily passagers like me know the order of playlist because it is soooo common.
This is the reason for the change today. Everyone was taken away when their childhood. It seems amazing that everyone enjoys collaborating together. The conductor and the driver are also very supportive. No one interferes with anyone’s enjoyment. Little children singing in their voices
"Midule Weli Maligawa"
"Copara Copara Pipinna"
"Gum Gum Nada Deela"
"Amma Hodai Kiwwath Weradi"
"Ane Seeye Amalbiso"
"Kotu Wetichcha Punchi Sarama"
"Ae Konde Digata Dala"
"Hinehewi Bonikka"
"Hunikillotayak Aragen Seeya Bulathwita Kotanwa"
"Monawada Muththe Mokad Karanne"
“Mage Podi Yalu"
Needless to say, the mind felt a strange sense of satisfaction. It was a part of a song that stuck in my mind throughout the day and remained in my mouth throughout the day. In that "Copara Copara Pipinna" song,
“Kundu Penala Netuweth Api
Wachchi Kiyala Diuweth Api
Harima Wede Ada Lamain Mewa Nodanna
Waiwaarana sellambadu Gamata Awilla"
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