Saransh Verma

|| #An UNTITLED Story# ||  It was hot as humid when I stepped into the local mini bus, with sweat dropping down my cleavage.I had to cover it up with my dupatta . It took me half a minute to adjust myself in the unhealthy environment of the mini bus. I saw 2 guys staring at me with wide open mouth. This made me realize that I need to hide my bra strap from their killer gazes. One of them was rubbing his chest hair. The other one was playing with his untrimmed beard. I tried to restrain myself from their strange looks. The distance of me standing and they sitting wasn't that far off.  In another few stops, they came closer to me.Those maroon-colored pan lips with a reddish-yellow textured teeth. I tried distracting myself with the ear plugs on. The song on radio mirchi was that of the movie #PINK- "Tu Chal". Down the lane I was a bit nervous,but soon I realized that why should I be? I'm a proud daughter of my father who taught me to withstand all