I boarded bus from Borivli, same time same place. It’s been 4 years I’m travelling on this route at least once a month. I’m so used to of it that I know precisely all the stops and the time and everything.

Today isn’t looking different. The bus coordinator showed me the seat. I settled down. Took out my iPod and started listening to songs. Didn’t realize when I fell asleep. “Excuse me” he said trying to wake me up. I gave him a sarcastic look. I really hate when anyone wakes me up from sound sleep. He did that mistake. But the smile on his face brought down my anger to zero. I made a way for him. He sat beside me. He must be 5’10”, an average looking guy, must be in his 25-26 but he had a smile which can make you forget rest of the world. At least it made me forget the world around me.

Now there was no point in sleeping again; I thought. I became more cautious about every move of mine. I was surely got attracted towards him.

This time the journey was surely going to be interesting.

It seemed like he was travelling to Pune for the first time. He asked me couple of questions and I whole heartedly helped him 😉 .

The bus reached Vashi. By now we almost exchanged the basic information about each other. He too was a software engineer like me. He was going to be in Pune for a week for some official work. I told him about my experience of staying in Pune for 4 years, the places I had visited and the places he should see.

The bus halted at Lonavala for refreshment. We ordered some snacks and tea. I somewhere wanted him to ask me for company to explore Pune but then roaming around with a stranger doesn’t fit in my ethics. The more I knew about him more I was getting attracted towards him.

This 5 hours journey was really boring until today. Today I didn’t want it to end. The whole time we were chit-chatting that I didn’t realize when the bus reached Aundh, and now it was time for me to say good-bye. I lifted my bag and started moving when I heard someone calling my name. I knew it was him. I turned back with a hope that he may ask for my number. He wanted to say something; I could see that in his eyes. I was eager to listen to him. He came closer to my ears, leaned down and said those words which took my breath away. I took out my wallet and handed over Rs. 20 note, my share for the snacks.

NOTE: This is purely a fictional story unlike my all posts on this blog which speak about my experience.

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