The Art of Adjusting!!

Yes, from the moment you are born, you learn this art of adjusting. Adjust when there's vanilla ice cream for dessert, though you would prefer a strawberry; or adjust with a toy car for the birthday present, though you'd much better had the barbie.

Or, lets just talk about the simple art of adjusting into a small scooter meant for two people. But, we'd rather use it as a nice spacious car, air conditioned of course!! The dad will ride, and then behind him will be his dear little kid, and further behind him, his dear wife, obviously with another dear little kid in her lap; and not to forget the little darling standing right behind the handle between his daddy's legs.

Adjust my little one, adjust, cos you can't always have what you want.

Talking about adjusting, how would you react on this little true incident, though I wish it wasn't true at all.
The legendary Delhi Metro, as we are all aware of, was doing its daily duty; carrying people to and fro of course, what else; when, what happened was, it got overburdened, like by a zillion times. But, don't worry thats usual, its our metro, and is well aware of the art of adjusting. It still moved on with a brave face, taking in all the more people on the way, i.e. dropping off less, and taking in more. And these nice, sweet people inside were having a gala time adjusting. a woman's bag on her shoulder, another bag on another shoulder, and her foot over someone else's foot. Poor female, found foot space for only one of her feet. Anyways, the second one can adjust.
And so went the merry making with feet on another's feet, hands on another's bums, and bums into another's face, a kid's that is.

and then entered this mighty aunty. She had a huge bag to be carried home, luggage bag that is. And, she looked into the metro, no space to get in of course, but that didn't upset her. Adjustment, remember. But, then she looked at her fat old bag, and then she looked inside the metro, left and then, right, and then straight flew her fat, old bag over the heads of people, and comfortably settled for a place on the heads of a lucky few, the chosen ones you see!! And then, our aunty easily pushed herself in into the safe premises of the train, with that smile on her face, the smile of achievement!
But then, what am I seeing, these people balancing aunty's bag on their heads turned violent, and here flies the bag back onto aunty's on fat head.
But then, aunty's smile is still intact. The bag can stay on her head as long as it desires, after all they are in the metro now!!. And, aunty can obviously adjust with the bag on her head. Though, my only doubt is if the bags too were taught to adjust!!!