the old bastard

i was travelling in the auto to the internet cafe, it is called share auto - just 3 rupees.

I hate the system of travelling all alone in an auto run by diesel - just for me alone.

i dont mind paying money - but not for pollution.

so i always prefer share auto rickshaws.

here , two old heros were sitting in the auto's backseater that can hold 3.

I sat with them - oh the romeo (aged approximately 55) put his elbow near my lap and started brushing my waist....

I pushed my handbag near my waist trying to give him a chance to change and i also dint want to start a scene since i was not in a mood too...

but he dint use this chance, he still wanted to give it a try...

so i turned and smiled at him slowly - asked whether there is a granddaughter for him...he grinned "oh yes babe, one going to third forum"

i replied, "so your daughter is around my age?"

he grinned back, "my daughter-in-law is !!!...."

i shot back, "then why dont you try brushing her hip, you can even ask for your son's assistance - dont worry, you can live and wait for 12 more years , you will get your grand daughter too for brushing ?, why do you spend time outside home for brushing like this?"

He turned green, blue and red, i saw vibgyor i guess....

He immediately shifted farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr from me...

the auto driver was extra embarassed (whats there to get embarassed ?)

He gave a ghastly look and changed his gear in an awkward way!

It was funny for me - i felt satisfied for hurting that bastard...

somehow i was feeling creepy and wanted to take bath.

anyways - many males are like that

unfortunately i had been having good number of such bitter experiences from my young age.

anyhow they cant kill or put me down

iam very much alive with the same lively emotions....

iam happy because it is my fourth day of pains and blood...

tomoro i can cycle and jog happily (no need to catch this auto and sit with bastards :-)

bye