strangers in the night

it was nearly midnight. she boarded the express bus hoping for much needed sleep on the way north.

how did it happen, 2 passengers with similar seat numbers? the bus driver wanted to know why. she just couldn't care less as there were only 9 passengers in the 35 seater very comfy
bus.

she sat somewhere in the middle, on one of 2 seats. why bother to sit on a single seater when the bus was more than half empty? she placed her laptop on the other seat. and prepared to close her tired eyes for sleep...

but obviously the young man in front who had the same number as her seat was not sleepy. for he started a conversation...with her of all people!

and she found him to be a knowledgeable, good worker and a great father to 3 young kids.
he plays football for his workplace, his village is somewhere near her house, they got to talk about most things under the sun. and a matronly lady way in front turned to take a good look at them, a very unlikely pair.....with so much to talk about!

half-way through the journey they stopped talking and she got her beauty sleep at last.

she always tried to avoid conversing with strangers, especially on buses.... she just loved to be anonymous, incognito....

and that night she remained just that, for in their enthusiasm to talk about as many things as possible, they never asked for names and other personal details...

they will always remain strangers in the night.....