Brewing love story

I boarded a bus back home and the moment i entered it, it was all unexpected.. trust me. I really don’t know that am about to encounter a brewing love story which i’ll be narrating through these limited words 😛

The guy was the bus conductor with curly hairs, thin body dressed up in check shirt with stripes of purple and white imprint with grey trousers and dimples on his face, whenever he smiled or spoke. He was very much in his business since i took the bus from the starting point when the commuters were coming and filling the vacant positions, he was there with the driver so i spotted him later on as he approached for the tickets. His business was still confined to himself – shouting out when to stop and when to start from the bus stops and after few stops, probably nearby a school few girls headed to the bus and by that time they took the bus, it was already crowded as every bus has limited seats so, they – all 3 girls had no choice just to stand by the gate just a little bit towards where the conductor was standing, every conductor has a spot just behind the gate and to the window sill and was still operating his business. But the moment one girl among the 3 just in front of him started talking to him, he was amused with the fact and i guess he was enjoying that talk with a slight laugh at the end, thereby, returning back to the stops & his business. No, am not accusing him of anything and am not judging any girl but the moment i noticed that he got busy with comforting the girls by moving the standing people to a bit more forward or backward or at least not to stick to the girls thereby creating a protective shield against the discomfort of the jerks announced by the driver, time to time ( and these people are so cool, so cool, so cool that they apply breaks just a few seconds before collision and phew… all is well that ends well ) that’s how a bus journey is Rollar Coaster ride 😛

So, he was quite careful that no trouble to be caused to the girls and at times he had to instruct the standing commuters by almost pushing them away with his hands ( only to the male candidates 😛 ). My critical eye was on him because past 15 mins he appeared to be entirely different than he was i guess in not so good mood. Its like waving off the negative energy he was surrounded with and bringing more good feel as he is to work for more 6 hours. The intense look and discussion he was engaged to came to an end when girls reached their destination with their heavy bags on shoulders and headed to their respective places and the bus getting less crowded for me to notice his expression once again, clearly this time. As soon as i reached my destination and few girls in front of me pleading him to stop at the next stop but when i found him taking couple of minutes, somewhere i don’t know, his mind lost not much in his business so, i yelled out loud,” Bhaiya, rokna zara and he just flagged the bus driver to stop at once”. Thus, giving his mind a stir.

P.S : Since i was sitting to the left corner ( there was only two rows when you enter – left and right and few seats at the end), facing the gate, at a considerable distance of 5-6 people in front of me so, i hardly able to record the exact talk and the exact expression of Le filles (Showing off my French a bit ) esp.the targeted one, except seeing their reflections in installments due to much crowd in the front window, almost peeping through distance. I just noted the guy’s expression- before & after, so don’t accuse me of being biased or misogynist 😛