Don’t Look Away

Since the time I started commuting back and forth to Kandy, where I live, I have had many bad experiences with public transport – especially in buses and trains. But the most significant one that impacted me most was this incident with a tuk-tuk driver.

I was going to my friend’s place in an unfamiliar area. The bus didn’t quite go up to her house, so I got off and walked the remaining five hundred metres or so. While I was walking, a tuk-tuk stopped in front of me and the driver leaned out to ask directions to some place I had never heard of.


I politely told him that I didn’t know, and that I wasn’t familiar with this area. He then proceeded to very vulgarly say my boobs were big and I’d be nice for a good [expletive]. I walked off, because I was disgusted. I didn’t want to stay there anyway. It really impacted me, because I don’t usually get people stopping me and saying those things to me.