He was sitting beside me in metro.
Although it was a ladies reserved seat.
He was looking at me vigorously.
He peeped at my phone, at my book.
There were too many empty seats and I wanted to change my seat.
But for some reason, I couldn’t stand up.
Then something happened.
He touched my leg, and felt me.
I was in utter shock.
I quickly stood up, regaining my posture and my mind was finally off the place it was earlier.
I slapped him hard and he looked at me like he wanted to beat me all over.
The anger on his face scared me for a second.
But then I slapped him again and kicked him on his shin.
He bent down towards my feet and this attracted a mob.
I clicked his picture and when the next stop came, I handed him to the security guard.
I don’t know where I got the courage to do this cause I am not this dominant.
But this incident awakened me.