After a muffled hiss of pneumatic door, the bus accelerated on its route as driver revved the gas and with it he moved towards front of the bus where seats were vacant. First two steps were heavy as he had to fight his own inertia in the cruising bus. He took out his bag from back and took a backwards facing seat which was vacant. “Hushh..”; He loved this seat as it was intriguingly satisfying, to see things go away while being totally unaware of what is going to pass by next moment. The trees were going away from his view sight and even through the running bus it was easy to spot the swaying trees. Wind has got high spirits today, he chuckled at his own thought. Also the view reminded him of his childhood when he used to sit on carriage, back to back with his older brother as the elder peddled the cycle. The world seemed to be whirling and swishing around; there was a mix of feelings in that play; joy of the fun ride, fear of falling down, nausea of the dizzily view. Life was good. He kept his earphones where they were, he didn’t felt the need as he already had a better hook.
He was sitting rear end facing to the bus. The sits in front of him were occupied but still the view through the large windows surpassed the sight of crowd. It had become his daily routine. At this hour of the clock, when he took his 40 minutes ride to work he needed music, a good text or the rear facing seat to keep him in hang for the rest of time till his stop came. These were much better ways to keep mind off of depriving thoughts which always preys on idle mind.
His trance broke when bus came to halt at one of the stop and then again geared up to move. The passengers boarded the bus from the rear entry door and moved forward toward front looking for vacant place. Some of them took a stand in the middle standing space and some took ladies sits which were on his right side. The passengers standing right in front him blocked his sight of what he was enjoying so far. He felt a little upset but then eased up himself with a deep breath. “Nothing lasts forever” he realized the statement. He looked around, an obvious move of curious mind when it has got nothing to do. He looked around, just looked without any intent to spot anything. Someone in the bus has just opened the window and noise of swooshing air drew his attention. He turned his random blank gaze towards that noise.
She had hurriedly stepped in the bus as it was quite a windy day outside. She took hold of the railings as the bus started off and then settled down in a front facing ladies seat which was almost in middle of row. She didn’t liked her routine as it made her wake up early and catch bus for office, it wasn’t a forte of a night owl like her. She used to stay up till late night doing her own things, it was only her love for her work back at office which made her get out early from her bed. Every day, the four to five alarms in series had to hit her to start her day, get ready and catch the bus for the work. She settled down both her thoughts and herself. The old lady beside her had the window seat and she kept on fiddling with the things around her. Just in mid of that, the restless lady pushed the window to slide it open. The gust of wind gushed inside through the window and slammed against their faces. Suddenly, the wind outside found a way to enter and running bus aided the air gust to enter in like a blow. The people around them turned their stare at the sudden disturbance. The old lady realized her not so wise decision and she tried to pull back the window to shut it close. Meanwhile, the wind kept on gushing in as if now or never. With that, girl’s hairs which were hurriedly tied behind with a rubber band went loose and cascaded over the flow as the wind rushed past them. For a moment she was stunned with what came upon out of nowhere. Her hairs were all over her face, The old lady was flabbergasted with the blow and tried to pull the window to close but it was not as easy as pushing open or the window was stuck.
When he was having a wander stare, the swooshing noise beside him drew his attention. Within moments, he spotted the things to interpret the scene. Open window, gushing air, lady trying to close the window, and a girl… His eyes fell on her and before he could process any thoughts, everything felt as if slowing down, uncontrollably. The blowing air, the chattering of people and the trees passing by; everything seemed retarding around him except of her. It was as if time wasn’t ticking any more. It all just happened when he saw her slightly frightened face and brown eyes fighting the wind to stay open. Her hairs were swaying over the stream of air as she struggled to get them off her face. Somehow, a tiny grin appeared on his lips by looking at her feeble attempts.
It took her moments to come back to her senses and get to know what has happened. The loosely and mostly hurriedly tied hairs had gone wild with the wind. she was trying to put them together and tie while looking at the old woman who was struggling to close the window. In that jumbling moment, her eyes caught his stare. She understood that he is looking at her After few failed attempts, she finally grabbed her hairs behind as one of the passenger standing nearby helped old lady to shut the window. She felt little anxious with the thought that her hairs must have made her an embarrassment for herself. For the first time the thought of agreeing with her roommate about cutting hairs short crossed her nerves. She looked around as she was twisting her fists behind her head to tie a bun of hairs. Everyone was back in their world by now, some chatting with co-passengers, mostly on phones and some sitting silently. She finished tying the hairs, and as she was putting her loose hairs behind the ear, she saw him. The guy in the next row and opposite seat, staring right at her with a strange sparkle in his eyes. Instead skeptical nature of her could start to construct the thoughts of why is he staring, what he might be thinking etc, her mind went kind of numb. She didn’t looked away but kept exchanging the gaze. She wasn’t seeing hi no more though her eyes were at his, her mind was busy in the whirlwind of thoughts, do I know him, have I seen him before. Same things were happening across the row. He was having this frozen thought thing. He wanted to think and interpret things but nothing seemed to move on. After maybe an eon of moments later, the memory struck both of them at the instant. They both realized that the other person is the one with whom they have had that weird eye-clash once before, on the day with gentle breeze. And then the second lightning struck, they just realized that they were staring right into each others eyes, again uncontrollably. Both hit the reality and then like a confused child they turned their stares elsewhere. Gathered their thoughts together of what just happened while staring out of window. Again, it was a blank stare, looking outside but not seeing anything. She tucked her hairs one last time and went into the thoughts. He clutched at the bag over his lap and went with the wild outburst of thoughts arising in head. Heartbeats were racing, for both of them and the strange feeling of maybe embarrassment, confusion or something else was taking over their mood. Both of them are having this urge to smile but they didn’t because they knew something stupid is going on. The day is going to be pretty long. A lot has happened in that tiny moment while giving away a huge unexpected load of thoughts and feelings.
The wind outside has picked the intensity and was slamming against closed window panes besides them, unknown of what it is going to bring with it next.