nice encounters-1

It was the last lap of a beautiful, dream like journey from bangalore to my place, futher south, in kerala. I was thoroughly enjoying the cold climate which kept my company, and relishing the fact that i have reached my state. At the bus stop called iritty, a girl hopped in to our bus. She sat in the seat in front of me. She was wearing a white dress, and was a lot polished than the other characters in the bus. I couldnt see her face, but i was kinda disturbed by her presence. And in some time, it started raining. The next half hour, i could feel the sexual tension in the air, it was so heavy. The so called thing is funny. Its formed in the air between the two people, and can be sensed only from the strange and tiny words, spoken by their bodies. What if i was imagining it. It would be very sad then, really sad.