Assigned seats

Very few of the daily life activities that occur in this country do so with any perceivable sense of order or premeditated intent. Imagine my surprise when buying a bus ticket for Delhi (10 hours before departure) I was late and got the last seat in the back of the bus. Truly I didn’t anticipate assigned seating on the local bus, or that anyone besides me would be buying a ticket in advance—just when I think I have the game figured out...c'est la vie, tonight at 6 pm I am headed to Delhi, on Hymachl bus, seat 31. I am packing my knitting needles--and trying not let on that I am just chick from the sticks.