I will talk with my friend .I will get on the busI will sleep in a warm bed .I will have a cup of chai .
What may happen before the bus arrives ?
Great guy by the way . On the other side , I was on my own for 15 mins in the cold this evening and the 376 bus to Bristol drove past and a tiny part of me longed for my own warm bed and a cup of Indian Chai . But I pictured Gandhi 's face and next thing a friend came along and the weakness disappeared .