I have had horrible luck with people sitting next to me in buses and trains.. either I would have another man or worst scenario, an uncle who has lost his zest for life or an oversized aunty who might be taking a little more space, than what is allocated to one normal butt size – clearly invading into my space too. I may adjust a lot in life but a seat… No way! – I paid for it! Savio DOES NOT share his seat.
While I always had my friends narrating exciting stories back in the days of college, about how sexy or cute or whatever other adjectives they could find in the English dictionary to describe the girl sitting next to them, I would have no such luck in saying ‘me too’. They might have made it all up for all I know, still, they made it sound so exciting.
As I type this, I’m thrilled to say that there’s a pretty cute girl sitting next to me… Yes, like for real!! While cute would be a way too kind word to use for her, she was more the hot types. She was HOT a.f – there I said it. Everything of hers seems well rounded in appropriate sizes, not too big, not too small. Our legs and shoulders are brushing each other and it doesn’t seem to bother either her or me. Guess its the a/c bus that’s doing the magic…we are perfect strangers, but on some level, we look good together sitting next to each other, I’m already imagining what our babies would look like 😆😆
Having a girl sit next to you in a bus, always makes people around you, envy you-you of course are sitting next to the hottie. We’re both busy on our phones but I’m sure at some level she wants to know what I’m frantically typing into the notepad… (girls are curious by nature) She’s browsing through her FB feed, maybe I can have a peek and see if I can note down her FB ID.
While in my younger days, I wasn’t really lucky with the girls, I seemed to have gotten better with age, and have a girl for company, almost everytime I travel, not to mention the ones I work with, students and friends.
Earlier today I told a friend of mine I work with… “there’s something different about you today…did you do your eyebrows?” and she was like “Oh my God, Savio” ..yeah, I know, not something guys would normally pay attention to… but I speak their language and I understand them a little better than many of my male counterparts… (what a wonderful gift to have and I can’t believe how am I still single – life’s a BITCH) so much for having many girlfriends (to be read as friends who are girls) over the years.
..well the girl peeked into my phone just now, yup and thanks to my tiny font, she couldn’t quite gather what was being typed, not that she would have minded much. I did call her HOT! that’s supposed to be a compliment.
My fingers are really paining now.. I’m gonna end this, I could go on.. but I have to listen to some music too, else it won’t feel right- traveling in a bus with a headset on my head and no music playing. Switching to Ananya Birla’s latest song – Hold on…
She peaked again.. that’s 2 peeks in 2 minutes.
Wait! My last entry before I get down from the bus, I have a good look at her… probably the last look, unless we sit together again in another journey from Panjim to Margao.
The following was typed out on my phone while sitting in the bus back from work, from Panjim to Margao. Re-created via a computer screen back home.
Some days are just worth it, I tell you.