The Ultimate Bus Journey

Tamara Phiri
2 min readMar 16, 2022
Photo by Lorenzo Messina from Pexels

Imagine this.

You get on the bus at birth. You find your parents and those that are alive before you are born already on the journey.

You build bonds and friendships as you grow. Every new person being born finds you on the bus.

You navigate the bus changing seats so you can seat to those whose company you like. As the years go by, your company changes. Some people leave and go seat elsewhere on the bus. You move to a different seat when you no longer enjoy the company of those you once sat next to. Friendships grow cold. Relationships and marriages end. Children grow distant from their parents and siblings. People drift apart.

The biggest heartbreak on the bus is that people leave unexpectedly. People die. Those you found on the bus are not all there. One by one they left at different times. There is no way of knowing who will leave next or when. People you loved and once sat next to leave without warning. This is devastating. You remain and have to stay on the journey without them. All your life people will keep leaving until it’s your turn to leave.

Sometimes people get off the bus at bus stops and hop onto a different bus. The other bus could be one you may have been longing to get onto — the bus that takes you to better opportunities — a better job, a new house, better income, fulfilling relationships — things that matter to you.

The bus you have been hoping for sometimes arrives. People get in but you don’t manage to for some reason. Everyone else seems to be moving to the right bus. Some of those you started with get the new job you know you deserved. Or they excel in a way you can only envy. They get the house or car you wanted. You watch their bus leave. You are crushed because it left you behind.

You watch sadly as they have a good time on their new bus. You were meant to be on that bus.

Time passes. You nurse your wounds and readjust your expectations. You learn there is always another bus coming. Being left behind is not the end. It may take time, but your bus is coming. It always does.

While you wait, you change, you grow, so when the bus comes you are ready.

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Tamara Phiri

African, writer, doctor, speaker. New posts every Monday, Wednesday and Friday