“My life sucks!!” I murmured and urged to go out of the house.
I was in a hurry. So, I preferred my house’s balcony to spend some peaceful moments in an ounce.
After a few minutes, I came back to my room.
The doorbell rang, I opened the gate. A lady was standing there with a face in the gloom.
I didn’t know her. So, I asked- “Yes, how can I help?”
She uttered,”I love my son so much. Please save my child and get him well”
I was like……………………….” what??”
“You are on a wrong window. It’s not a doctor’s place”, I clear-cut.
“You will die soon. Once you die, tell God to transfer your rest of the life to my son’s age”, she finished the sentence in one stroke.
I questioned in shock-“what?” and got a little choked.
She replicated, ” Since you will die soon, once you go up, tell God to give your balance age to my son”.
I realized it then that she is a freaking mad and then I outrun.
DHA.DHA…DHA, she again bammed on the door.
I got scared this time but couldn’t find anything to escape from this lady with hoar.
DHA.DHA…DHA, she knocked with pressure again.
I gathered my courage and then I decided with sane.
I stepped towards the door with a wooden broad stick in my hand.
I peeked from the key-hole, she was still there and looked a bit tanned.
I opened the door and intimidated her,” Go away, or else, I’ll call the police. So, do not provoke”.
She reverted, “Don’t do that. I’ll go. I came here for the help because I saw you in the balcony and realized that you SMOKE!”