During bus journeys at times you may bump across very irritating people. The other day, I was able to secure myself a seat only towards the rear-end of a mini-bus. The roads and the worn-out shockers of the bus meant that my journey was quite bumpy and my bones & joints were tested once again. I however buried myself in a Ruskin Bond to take my mind-off the excruciating ride. From one of the stops boarded a middle-aged man with receding grey hairline and an outstretching waistline. He sat next to my seat in the opposite row. I and he were separated by a narrow alley. After sometime he stretched his hand across, to rest it on the back of the seat in front of me. He had not only blocked me in my seat but his hands were almost parallel to my face and I started to feel a little uncomfortable. He happened to know the person sitting on the seat ahead of me and started to loudly converse with him. After sometime he fell quiet and started to glance through a newspaper. Then he again patted...
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