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Today, in the bus, I saw this little boy who was an assistant conductor. He would jump and order others about and would be affectionately humoured; it was generally fun watching and listening to him. It made me feel old for not being able to jump on people’s laps. After a few minutes of despondent longing, this small girl got on the bus. She was tiny, wearing a salwar kameez. The boy looked at the girl. I looked at the boy. I laughed. That was the end of my yearning. Funny, how things happen.