27-01-2021, 11:55 PM
I wasted no time and boarded the bus. The bus was excessively crowded as I expected. Seemed like everyone in the city wanted to board that single bus. Miraculously I found myself pushed inside and standing on the second step of the bus amidst a lot of people holding my both my bags on one hand, desperately looking for something to hold on to, as the bus moved slowly. Behind me there were men hanging on to the wet rails perilously, having space enough for just one foot and the conductor yelled at them to get in. He looked at me standing on the steps in an awkward position occupying a lot of space too. He barked at me, “Step inside madam, and make room for others too”. With that I heard someone from behind yell at me to move forward too. As I was attempting to move I felt a pair of strong hands circling my waist and pushed me forward. I moved up one more step, but the hands were still circling my hip. Those wet hands slipped from my waist and squarely landed on my butt cheeks. In the pretext of pushing me forward, the hands pressed my round butt cheeks. Soon I heard a loud voice from behind presumably the owner of the hands, “move forward madam, there is no space here”. I tried to move but found myself totally jammed in the crowd. Holding on to my bags, water still dripping from my saree totally wet from head to toe, I decided to ignore his hands as of now and didn’t want to create a scene now as it is already stressful for everyone there.