Many times when I am in a bus or train, I just observe people and the things they do. And then I think about whether I would do those things a little differently?
While coming back from Mahabaleshwar to Pune, I saw an old man selling Guavas (fruit) sitting near a toll booth. The idea would have been to be able to sell the fruit to people who stop by. I was in a traveller that stopped in the queue and then I saw a car in the other lane that stopped next to him and the front-left door of the car opened and a girl (age around 27-29) asked the man something and he got up and gave her a Guava. He waited for money while the cars that were ahead started moving and so they also had to move, she asked the man to follow the car and take the money when it stops again (the queue was long), when he started walking, I saw that he was limping as he was slightly crippled. He reached the car again when it stopped, the door again opened and then the girl asked something again and the man walked again to the point where he had put all the Guavas for sale (around 50 m far) and took one more guava and again went back to the car. But the car again started moving and stopped at the booth. He went to the car and the door opened again and he gave the fruit and took the money from her. He counted the money while the car had already left, and came back slowly to his place. And our traveller paid the toll and we started moving again...
While coming back from Mahabaleshwar to Pune, I saw an old man selling Guavas (fruit) sitting near a toll booth. The idea would have been to be able to sell the fruit to people who stop by. I was in a traveller that stopped in the queue and then I saw a car in the other lane that stopped next to him and the front-left door of the car opened and a girl (age around 27-29) asked the man something and he got up and gave her a Guava. He waited for money while the cars that were ahead started moving and so they also had to move, she asked the man to follow the car and take the money when it stops again (the queue was long), when he started walking, I saw that he was limping as he was slightly crippled. He reached the car again when it stopped, the door again opened and then the girl asked something again and the man walked again to the point where he had put all the Guavas for sale (around 50 m far) and took one more guava and again went back to the car. But the car again started moving and stopped at the booth. He went to the car and the door opened again and he gave the fruit and took the money from her. He counted the money while the car had already left, and came back slowly to his place. And our traveller paid the toll and we started moving again...
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