With a long face, Neelima shows the id card to the security guard who wears the same uniform and straight face every day.
Walking to the zero floor where all the elevators wait, she climbs the steps, lethargically.
“Aaah .. another she moans”
Sloowly, she moves towards the elevator–looks behind towards the gate. She hesitantly enters the lift.
As she presses he floor number,
“Hey Wait…” she hears a familiar voice.
She adjusts her blue dupatta and looks at the mirror quickly at her white cotton dress before pressing the >< button. As the lift opens , there he is – Kunal Arora.
“Good morning…” he quickly says and looks at the watch impatiently.
“Hi..Good morning..” she smiles and blushes
In between, she looks at him, hoping he will see her but as usual he doesn’t. He climbs down at the 3rd floor. She waves him a bye
“Even tomorrow.. I will walk like a snail..” she promises to herself with a smile and enters her work place.
Categories: Short Stories