Short Stories of INFATUATION!

Psithurism I

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I'm back with another story. I haven't done any proofreading, so there might be some typos. Sorry! Without wasting any more time, let's dive directly into the story. Hopefully, y'all will like it.

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"Yeah... ya, I've reached. Don't worry. I'll be home soon. Okay, bye!" I said finally reaching the bus-stop and ending the call with my roommate. I stepped into the shade and began searching for the buses available, on the city bus app. 

Ummm... please God, help me. I don't want to wait here for another hour or so. I'm already hungry, thanks to my dear annoying boss and the forced overtime I had to endure because of him. I just hate that person with all my heart. Urghhh... He always makes me do the extra work which can be given to anyone in the office. And his as usual reason is:' Yuvika you're the best in the business and I don't want any faults in the work'. The most stupid idiotic reason, I'm telling you. 

Well, I know it's kinda good to be in your boss's good books but it sucks when you don't really intend or even like to be in that place. All those accusing stares, jealous looks, those nasty gossips which are far from reality, makes it unbearable. And it gets more difficult when your boss wants you to do his share of work as well. I, being the good docile employee couldn't say a simple 'NO'. This is my worst habit. I can't really get myself to say NO to anyone. Whenever anyone comes to me for any help, I just couldn't bring myself to deny them straight. I don't know why, but it's there. I know many people take the advantage of this, but this has become a habit that is very difficult to leave. Huff! 

Okay, Yuvi, from now onwards it's gonna be a 'NO-saying' scheme. You're not gonna say okay to everyone, rather you're gonna say 'No, I can't'. Yess! Let's start this with tiny steps and eventually, you'll be there. Hopefully? Yeah maybe...

"Uffff! Hayee!"

Suddenly a rough voice made its way to my ear, pulling me out of my thoughts. What the hell? Who's this moron? I instantly turned to witness a man sitting on the farthest and darkest side of the bench involved fully in his phone. Hell, when this man came here? I am here for like 5 minutes now, how come I haven't noticed him yet? Maybe because he is sitting in the darkest area and I was lost in my thoughts. I ignored him and got back to check the status of my bus. It showed that my bus is reaching the bus-stop in 2 minutes. Oh, thank god! I looked at the man from the corner of my eyes but he seemed to be oblivious of my presence. I guess he doesn't pose any threat, maybe he uttered those words because of his phone. 

I kept back my phone and took my time to notice the things I'm surrounded by. I am standing at this bus-stop just opposite the flyover and a huge tree beside the stop. Vehicles are rushing past me, the big street lights glowing, people passing by, and commotion everywhere except the bus-stop. The chilled winter wind is in its full vigor, sometimes leaving me shivering and sometimes making the tree nearby shivering. The tree nearby, most probably a banyan, is getting swayed from time to time due to the cold winds producing the psithurism. The sound is produced by the leaves when the wind passes by them. It's such a weird sound. If it wouldn't have been night, then I would have loved to hear this. But at this hour, it's doing nothing more than adding to the creepy and unsettling situation surrounding me. There's this uncanny feeling settling in me but I'm unable to decipher the reason.

In the meantime, my bus arrived and I got on it. Thank God! 

I entered it only to find out that there is no one on the bus except for the staff and before I could even get down the engine got back its life. I sighed heavily trying to calm my nerves and quickly made my way to the seat just behind the driver's seat. I settled down after making sure that I know or at least recognize the staff. But to my disappointment, the ticket collector isn't the one I'm familiar with, though the driver is the same person. As a regular customer, I know nearly every staff of my route buses. At least I recognize the diver.