ME

“Bast*** are you out of your senses??” I retorted aloud days back, while I was on a bus journey. The reason why I shouted was a protruding hand from behind which lay on my shoulder for a third time.
I had seen such stuffs happening to others over my previous journeys. But this time it was me. I panicked for a while. Gathering all my guts, I stood up “Bastard(in a soft voice which I could only hear) are you out of your sense? What is wrong with you? Is your hand broken?” was my response to the guy who had done this. Anger flared up in my tone that attracted everyone’s attention that they started looking at the him.
A sense of pride filled my heart , when I looked at my own brevity. Firstly i thought about his embarrassment and I was glad. Another thought, and I was thinking about the number of shoutings, and whackings he must have got in due course of time over a similar circumstance.
Nevertheless, his (mis)deed was made public and by whom? It was ME.

Hope some sense fills into his (shameless) brains.