Imagine traveling in a very quiet group. You're viewing concentrate or think of something you have to solve and suddenly the guy in the seat right behind yours begins to murmur. You turn around to ask him to lower the volume a bit. For a moment it seems silent and so you continue with what you were doing.
But a few seconds to type resumes his grumbling. You must be talking to you because it has not stopped focusing on your neck. And as not to understand his words, telling tours. And to tell you also that you do not know, that must have the wrong person. But he does not seem upset with your interruption. In fact you have not stopped, because it keeps talking like that. Could then be talking to your neighbor would. However, there are several things that indicate that this is not true. For example: the other, never broke into the conversation. Besides, that man, who still said nothing, just putting foot. You as you continue to look to the middle door. See how it makes its way in silence and touch the red button on the doorbell and waits for the slow group and open the door and dragged his black shoes step by step into the street.
Now your ears are alerted by a knock strangers. You turn around and you discover a very old lady who opens up a stick to win the seat just be empty. Believe that man will stop muttering monologue, at least out of respect for the gray. But it does not. And yet you are unable to interpret what he says. Neither seems to be talking to some of those who are unemployed, or those in other seat because since I started talking nobody has stopped. But what surprises you is that, but no one will notice. What is more, everyone is still doing what they were doing as if everything were in place, as if it was only natural that a foreigner gets to talk to himself and shouting in public transport. On reading the newspaper continues reading the newspaper. The I looked out the window still looking. Which was not doing anything, continue to do nothing. So for a while (long trip). The driver you keep driving and you hear the endless overflow of this type, every time you do a higher volume, and now you realize that never stops, as if he needed breathing.
Suddenly the old woman says her first word. Not understanding what he says and you know that does not tell him. That is, could be talking to him if it were not: one does not talk to her face, and two, he did not stop talking at any time. Is this a form of expression which in no way resembles a dialogue, even if you do not know the strange habits of these people. He speaks, she speaks and do it louder and louder. For a little while ago you believed it, but now you realize you really are doing as if competing to win the sound space from the rest of the group.
You can not turn it around, you want to shut up. But the man sitting by your side and so far the only thing I did was look out the window, now I look at you as sancionándote. Then there is more that you look back at the head, embarrassed.
You feel a deep indignation this man, crying a couple of crazy foreigners does not seem to alter, but the fact that I have given you back a second to ask a little quiet ...
Several minutes passed and although you did not come back at him, you know that the eyes of your neighbors are still there, printed in your ear. Then I said something. Tells you in a language you do not know and did not even know if it's the same using the two back (as if he had an accent). Tells you to you but do not care if you look when you speak, because its expression is maintained even when your head turns to explain that he understood nothing. Her eyes are as unplugged. His voice is flat, empty.
The big first seat just turn around. For a moment think that prompted silence, but no, still chewing his sandwich, not a cry and drives down with a sloppy piece of ham that is stamped on the lapel of a blue suit. Then we add a very nice girl but speaks in a voice too rough to come from a body so fragile. And then the man the blue suit, and he read the newspaper, and the mother of the boy shorts, and son too, and all at the same time, their voices shrill and monotone, and focused on a point you are, but at the same time, you're not, and the only way to escape is down, urgent, but not know where are. Download and run away.
Without asking permission, try to reach the door. Do not say anything because you know they will not understand you (and a little too, because you fear that your own words you get incomprehensible to the ears).
Finally, conseguis the driver opens the door and, with the bus still moving, you throw yourself into the asphalt.
are now viewing from the street as the bus pulls away. And only a blip carrying dozens of strangers who follow and increase the chatter. All have been added, including the driver and the peddler just offering up essential gadgets for the lady or gentleman.
