I always saw her with that black bag on her shoulder, waiting for the bus in the morning. She always took bus no. 52 from the stop and I used to watch her boarding the bus. That day also she was standing at the bus-stop. I was late that day and was surprised to see her on the stop. The bus no. 52 must've already gone, I thought. I went and stood beside her. I had to board bus no.41 for my college. She was staring blankly on the morning road which had a very few vehicles on it. There was something in her which I used to find very attractive..................................................
no time,will complete soon.....
no time,will complete soon.....
