For some reason a lot of my bus mates decided not to come to college today. I couldn’t go to sleep, hardly had anyone to talk to and forgot to bring a novel. A deplorable state to be in when you’ve got another 1.5 hours to reach college. The only thing I could do was look out the window, which I did.
While looking out the window, at all the newly constructed buildings with their fancy glass windows it was easy to pick out these old seedy looking buildings that looked like payment offices for the electricity board. What I was surprised to see was the sheer number of them all along my bus route. I was sure to see an old broken-down shack every 100 metres sandwiched between fancy looking buildings. Makes me wonder why they’re still there. All the places I saw were commercial areas that were adjacent to the main road. I just can’t get it.
It didn’t help that the writing on a rusted board on one such dilapidated building said “Propoganda Unit”. I’ll take a photo next time.
