Disha had a long day at the bank today. March was full
of overload.
In an attempt to start on a new series of accounts next morning
she had missed her chartered bus and was now on board a crowded DTC bus full of
tired office-goers mostly like her.
As soon as she was lucky to grab a ladies’ seat, her
phone pinged, Sudhir from the head office. They had been chatting on Whatsapp
for a month now.
“So what’s up babe!”
“Tired, driving back to home.”
After a long pause -“J right behind you, last
seat in the bus.”
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