Was waiting at the Glen bus stop with two water color paintings in a drawing pad. Wind and drizzle damaged them from the side edge a bit. Then suddenly, the evening sun set in. The bus came and people were singing happy birthday Kanhi (an old school friend). I got on the bus and she was inside. I wished her and she said thanks. No more talk with her. Saw Ved and Rohit. Sat with them and had a chat, mostly profane. Bus passed through below a low hanging bridge about to fall in a desert like town. That time the time was afternoon! End. Saw this dream on morning of last exam of my MS.