Not so logical or magical either....

Fast mofussil buses with smart accessories remind me of dads on their way to work;
Overcrowded city buses of pregnant women,

Rushing lorries of strangers,
Cars which speed by with windows closed of  rich relatives,
Brightly painted school buses of teachers,
Auto rickshaws of noisy neighbours,
Motorbikes of youth, cycles of children
In the journey called life, people adopt their own style and their own mode of transport
As for me, am a pedestrian who enjoys walking in the rain, my head covered by a shawl
walking my way through the slush, getting wet, walking and watching, walking and watching