Madhu gazed steadily at the scene that was unfolding before her eyes. An hour ago she was whining over her daily routine...
Monday blues caught her by the neck and she was already late. Her husband was searching for his wallet like every typical Indian husband.
After he left, Madhu went on to prepare lunch for her 3 year old daughter, Shivani. She packed the lunch in a yellow coloured tiffin box and then waved good bye to her. Now she had to rush to the bus stop. She was getting late.
She missed Bus no. 11 which left just before her eyes as she reached the stop.
"Why does it happen to me?" she thought annoyed by the terrible day she was having. "It's only me who had to deal with these stuffs. Daily. Why me?"
She was late for her office and she decided to hire a taxi. She sat in the yellow-black cab cursing her luck when the taxi came to a halt.
"God dammit! Why did you stop now? What happened?"
"Looks like an accident madam."
Madhu got out of the taxi to see what was going on. There was a large crowd surrounding Bus no. 11 which was burning in flames. An ambulance was rushing in to take all the burnt victims to the hospital.
"Don't know how but the bus caught fire and was covered instantly in flames." She overheard someone in the crowd saying it.
There were cries and howls of burned passengers.
Suddenly, a truck passed by and she managed to read the text written on the back. It read:
"BETTER LATE THAN NEVER"