A Story in a Sardine Can of Transjakarta

Long night shift, that what I've got during the world cup 2010 held. I watched the match and then write the stories on that for news morning segment. Played on South Africa time made all process made me little bit under pressured to meet the death line.

I went home by the morning, by my first shamble walk heading to Bus Way Trans Jakarta (a mass transportation system in the city I lived). Waiting patiently the bus for almost 30 minutes. I gotta tell you, they do not operate enough bus to cover all the passenger. Mostly in the rushing hours, the bus gonna looks like a tin of sardine.

As I reached my transit shelter, there were huge crowd queuing for the next bus to Pulo Gadung (nearest terminal by my home). They were separated in three lines, two by gender and the last for disable, pregnant woman, children and elderly. But on the gate, the crowd were mixed again rushing as quick as they can to have a seat inside the bus. So they who were slow, enjoy the trip by standing for the next 40 to 45 minutes.

I never thought to have seat during taking a bus way. While many of the passenger did not care enough that they should give priority for certain people I mentioned above. Lot of strong men were pretending sleep or clearly ignoring woman who should have seat instead of them.

There was a man too who hold his daughter around 2 or 3 years old while other hand holding a big baby equipment bag. Pity to him, struggling hard in the middle of the crowd, to keep steady. Well, he could make it, keep the baby in comfort. I looked at her, apparently she was smiling and then looked sleepy. She might knew that her father effort was all out then she preferred sleep instead of crying for this discomfort.

Next bus stop is a shopping and office district where lot of people take off. The man who I guessed must be in 35, finally got empty seat for him. The little girl was totally sleep peacefully.
And that was the moment I took their pic by my mobile.

I should upload it, but there's no cable yet to transfer it to my computer.

This story might not interesting, but for me it likes snow in the middle of the messiness of the public transportation in my beloved city. A story in a Sardine Can of Trans jakarta.

so this picture might show you a bit

















courtesy:
http://krisosa.wordpress.com/2007/06/09/busway-transjakarta-nyaman-tapi-gak-aman