Vaha ja ke pata chala ke mam to aayi hi nahi hai par mera kam ho gaya hai, bas mam ke signature chahiye or next day 2 din ke liye govt holiday hai.Mai...kya karta maine divya ma’am ko call kar ke unko batya ke ma’am aap ke signature chahiye. Unho ne bola ke mai to off pe hu, maine bola plz maam mai aa jata hu aap ko signature karne hai bas jaha bolo mai aa jaounga. Par unho ne call cut kar di maine dil mai bola sala ab is bill pe penalty bhi lag jaye gi.Tabhi mere mobile pe ek message aaya jis. As we got in she sat in a seat near to the window and told me sit in the adjacent place. Again as I sat down, our bodies touched each other and I was getting an unusual sensation with these touches. Again as I adjusted myself on the seat my elbows touched her waist area, as I looked at her she was also looking into my eyes and we were lost into it. I don’t know how long we kept looking at each other’s eyes anyways we were brought back to sense as some people sat in the seat behind us.The bus. It was that voice. A bit of time passed. Robynn looked around feeling kind of confused, unsure of what to do, waiting for further instructions. She was so disoriented and distracted. Curious would be a better word. She looked into her mirror again. The van remained motionless. The setting sun still beaming. ‘Come’er.’ Robynn looked back and saw him standing in the light once again. She vaguely made out a hand gesture before he disappeared. She shaded her eyes with her hand and stepped out of. ’It was the last reply I got.I slammed the phone down on the table. Three other customers turned to look at the source of the noise; I held the newspaper high to hide the tears that were forming in my eyes.*Abandoning my coffee, I drove home, got changed then went to the gym where I worked out as hard as I could, trying to take out my anger on the heavy metal weights. It distracted me for a while but when I arrived home again to a dark, empty house there seemed little point in cooking dinner.