the bus which still haunt me is white colour any normal Looking like bus. that day might not be the reason of my fear of bua but the people sitting inside surely are....
so I was travelling to my HomeTown . it's almost 7 PM . my brother left after making sure that I got a seat and told the Lady who ia sitting just beside me to take care of mine . in my 17 yr whole life I travelled alone in bus. I SIT comfortably with my bag on my lap and Earphones on my which made me happy when my favourite song started. I was waiting for the start of bus but the Driver is not come that I got to know after asking to the Aunty sitting beside me. Suddenly I saw a boy who is approx 6 foot in height with good body muscles haunting beard and then suddenly he stop. he stoped just in front of my seat thw Aunty sitting beside me with her small pouch stood UP and smiled at me and look UP to him in the way which assured me that they don't know each other much. she stared walking toward the door and she left the bus. his eyes are constantly on me he is observing me in the way that saying you Must know me... after a full minute eying me he SIT. he SIT beside me I am not able to coping what just happend then the bus started. the view from my window is so good the Air which is pentrating my hairs and the songs playlist already set the mood. the man is there he is Looking at me . I really try Harder may I know him who is he... these question are constantly causing interuption in my song.... and here it is.. I knew it .....I guessed it before...
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