Skeptical Glancometers and the tickle chaos

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My body had given up. My muscles were aching. I felt like i was hit by a running truck. I tried to scrutinize my position. I was on the same third seat with Aaisha's head resting on my shoulder and beside Aaisha Naina's little head was having a HAIR STORM.. where the cold wind was slapping her face and her hair looked like a nest.

I carefully reached out to close the window... While Aaisha's head slowly slipped down from my shoulder and was about to hit the front seat...
But i carefully caught her forehead from hitting the front and she twisted in her sleep and now she rested her head on Naina's shoulders.

"Pheww" i let out a breathe I didn't know i was holding.

I got up from my seat and motioned towards the window. I held the handle and i was trying to close the window but to my realization the window was not co ordinating at all and so did the wind.... It kept slapping my face. I can't pull it real hard cause there was no space. If i even moved an inch my elbow would bang right into Naina's face. (Goshhh! All these windows in the buses are supposed to be the sliding ones like we have in our houses...why do they have to complicate things...urghhh)

I was totally tired of trying and my muscles were aching even more. They were jammed. I finally thought to myself... let's give it a last try....wind slapping my face ...i took a long breathe and charged myself up. My knuckles went white and i pulled it real hard and then....
The window moved like just an inch and i groaned.

"Urghhhh! stupid window" i grunted Naina shifted in her sleep but thankfully she didn't wake up
(phew! God is so kind).

"Hey! you have a problem there?" Samrat popped his head from the seat in the front and turned towards me.

"Uhm... Yeah this window it doesn't like me i guess" i said passing him a weak smile while my hair were flying all over my face. I looked like a maniac.

He giggled at my response and said
"Uh.. wait I'll try to push it from this side" and started pushing it.

"A little harder" i said while Samrat had now almost turned red cause the window seemed to be stuck.

"Yea..hh .. i..i I'm try...ing" he said in between his breaths, pushing even more harder. His back was pressing aggressively against the seat in front of him and his legs were placed on his seat while he faced me and was pushing the window with full force.

"It's okay if you're not..." I said but before i could complete my sentence he cut me off.

"No! I.. I'll do it... it's just a window" he said flexing his muscles and passing me a weak smile.
Guys guys! i thought to my self ..and their so called....I'm a man i can handle it even if it doesn't look like.

I saw him struggling with the window and was actually starting to feel bad for him. Well i told him that he could back offbut he chose to go out of the way to help me so be it. I saw his hand pulling on the window, inspite of the low lighting his hands were on full display..his knuckles turned white, there were veins running all through his hand like rivers on a map,full of nerves which were about to pop out
(if Naina was here she would have loved this sight! She's obsessed with guys and their nerves!But i can't blame her it does look kinda attracti.... Oh my god! Impure thoughts go away...shushhh)

He looked at me with side eyes but i didn't turn my eyes away, i slightly shifted my focus on the window so he couldn't catch me ogling his hand (hah! Smart enough) i just hope he didn't notice my little shift of focus!

Finally the window slammed shut and the storm inside the bus was now silenced leaving my hair in a complete mess.

"Pheww! This... was really... a tough one! I...must say" Samrat said panting.

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