04-12-2021, 02:40 PM
Molesting A Girl In The Bus
Hi guys,I read your comments on jacking in the bus.I showed this to my mother who has been a victim of sexual abuse quite a few times in the crowded buses of Chennai.
Here is my mother's first hand experience which she narrated to me
"Let me first introduce myself.I am a working woman , 42 years old and have been married for about 9 years now and am based in Chennai. I am working for a reputed travel agency and enjoy my work quite a lot. I am considered ambitious , attractive and have a well maintained figure of 36-25-35 of which I am obviously proud of.
One evening I had to work a little late at work and as a result missed my chartered bus to return home. Also no autorickshaws were available and having no alternative , I had to queue up to take a public MTC bus home to near Janakpuri. It was already 07.30 p.m . I was traveling in a MTC bus after a very long time and felt awkward standing in the crowded queue. After about 15 minutes the bus arrived , which was already very crowded.(typical of all Chennai buses) and I boarded the bus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour to home .
The bus was totally jam packed and after buying my ticket , I managed to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of the bus. I was generally irritated, to be traveling in this crowd , but resigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt something brush against my bottom and I casually glanced behind to notice a middle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me, with a shoulder " Jolla" / sling bag .He too appeared stuck in the crowd. I again felt something brush against my bottom and I realized it was this old man' s hand resting on the " jolla" bag . However , after a few minutes, he brushed his hand a couple of more times and then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks – palm outwards . I was a little taken aback, but decided to ignore it then --- it is a crowded bus and this could be a mistake - however after a few minutes I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my buttocks --. I was surprised further and now wondered what to do - this was quite an obvious and deliberate act and I looked around to move away , but there was no place to move in the crowded and cramped bus --- at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to create a scene.
Hi guys,I read your comments on jacking in the bus.I showed this to my mother who has been a victim of sexual abuse quite a few times in the crowded buses of Chennai.
Here is my mother's first hand experience which she narrated to me
"Let me first introduce myself.I am a working woman , 42 years old and have been married for about 9 years now and am based in Chennai. I am working for a reputed travel agency and enjoy my work quite a lot. I am considered ambitious , attractive and have a well maintained figure of 36-25-35 of which I am obviously proud of.
One evening I had to work a little late at work and as a result missed my chartered bus to return home. Also no autorickshaws were available and having no alternative , I had to queue up to take a public MTC bus home to near Janakpuri. It was already 07.30 p.m . I was traveling in a MTC bus after a very long time and felt awkward standing in the crowded queue. After about 15 minutes the bus arrived , which was already very crowded.(typical of all Chennai buses) and I boarded the bus having no other choice as the journey was almost an hour to home .
The bus was totally jam packed and after buying my ticket , I managed to push my way though to stand in the rear / middle of the bus. I was generally irritated, to be traveling in this crowd , but resigned myself to the long drive. After a while , I felt something brush against my bottom and I casually glanced behind to notice a middle aged person of about 50 plus standing behind me, with a shoulder " Jolla" / sling bag .He too appeared stuck in the crowd. I again felt something brush against my bottom and I realized it was this old man' s hand resting on the " jolla" bag . However , after a few minutes, he brushed his hand a couple of more times and then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my sari on my buttocks – palm outwards . I was a little taken aback, but decided to ignore it then --- it is a crowded bus and this could be a mistake - however after a few minutes I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my buttocks --. I was surprised further and now wondered what to do - this was quite an obvious and deliberate act and I looked around to move away , but there was no place to move in the crowded and cramped bus --- at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to create a scene.
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