Today, in the morning I got onto a crowded bus to come to work.
Taking advantage of the crowd, a man behind me touched my buttocks.
An indescribable mixture of anger, disgust, hatred and shock
came over me and I asked, “Haath kahaan jaa raha hai tera?” Feigning innocence,
he refused he did anything wrong. I said I could call the police and then no
one would reach anywhere on time today. He mocked at me asking me to go ahead. His
thick face with cheeks hanging heavy on either side, he contorted his thick
lips, which looked like the labia of a whore’s cunt. And for the first time in
my life I shouted “chuttiya” in public. I didn’t intend to call the police,
though I could have, because I was going to work and I wanted to reach there on
time. Just like anyone else.
Today, in the morning I got onto a crowded bus to come to work.
Just like everyone else. But a man behind me touched my buttocks.
And I wonder why. 
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