Epic bus journey

Nothing in the colossal globe is so difficult as travelling in a bus. Boarding the bus is another herculean task. We can see all the monsters, Draculas come alive if it is a peak hour (evenings and working days' mornings). They won't even show any concern to the fellow beings. They may kick you, or pound you with their fists and their piles and will collide with you. They will never care about anyone. Whoever you may be, an oldie, pregnant lady,  school going kid... They won't show any difference. Even the bus is free (has place enough to stand and hold the handle) no one will stand and give place to the old lady or to the lady who carries her one year old baby in her arms... School boys will be on the foot board unaware of the lurking dangers. And the heros of the bus the conductor and the driver... They won't ever be the regular human beings.  They are the cruelest of all. Conductors are not at all conductors, they are contaminators. They'll have a separate sling bag full of jingling coins but won't ever give your balance two rupees back to you. If ever you ask for that they will react exactly like a baby which is asked for its doll.  Their face will turn red. Finally the first hero Driver... he won't ever stop the bus at the bus stop but exactly a mile away from you yet demands you to get on the bus as quickly as he blinks. And his horn sound....my god.. Irritating to the core.  And our TN government that too had already doubled our worries by doubling the bus charge... Oh my Savior in the heaven you only have to save your poor children from the claws of these earthly vultures...
With hopes....
Love... Love....