A man in his mid 40's

I boarded the bus as usual at my bus stop, got into a 15G that was moderately filled. After a couple of stops, a man in his mid 40's also boarded the same bus as mine. On the call of the conductor's trade mark "Ulla po!" (meaning "Go inside"), he must have landed behind the place where i was standing, after a series of nudges and pushes. There wasn't much place at the gent's standing side when compared to the ladies'. Hence he used the handle bar by my side for the grip. After a couple of minutes, i realized that he was starring at me. Initially i was getting irritated and made sure that my bag kept the safe distance from him. But later i realized that his age and appearance was substantial enough to oppose such thoughts. I reasoned myself out, that he must have lost a daughter who was a look alike of me or some other disaster must have happened in his life, that which is related to my appearance. I pitied on him, of the torments that he must have experienced and also made sure that he had enough space to stand comfortably. Eventually i got a seat to sit & he got his too.
At the Central bus stop, the man boarded off the bus. There came the climax of the story. He got down the bus, came adjacent to the window where i was sitting, reached for his pant rear pocket, took out a pocket comb, styled his hair hurriedly and and gave a look at me. I was surprised at his unexpected act, felt disgusting and did the best at controlling my laughter on the folly i did. As the bus moved on, i felt a bit stupid to have such poor judging skills, yet also felt pathetically funny of the whole incident.
I really do hope, that some day, the world turns into a place how i imagine it to be.