××× The Stranger ××× Hi. I lost my ATM card last week. How do apply for another one?, Nikita asked the lady sitting in the enquiry. Have you blocked the card, Madam? , the lady asked. Of course , she replied, I had blocked it that day itself. Now I need another one. Could you tell me the procedure for that? Sure maam. You need to write an application for the same and give it to the branch manager with two passport size colour photos and a copy of your identity proof. , said the lady handing her a brochure. Thank you very much , Nikita said. Happy to help you, maam. Have a good day , the lady said with a pleasant smile on her face. Nikita walked to the branch managers office. She knocked the cabin which has the name board Kabir Malhotra, Branch manager. No response. She waited for two minutes and then pushed the door to open it. The cabin was empty. She stepped outside and then the office boy came and told her to wait inside the cabin if she was waiting for Kabir sir. She went in and sat on the couch. While she was flipping the pages of some finance journal, the phone in that room rang. She stood up to see if someone was there who could attend that. Then the phone stopped ringing. She sat down again and took out her cell phone. The other phone started ringing again. She picked it up on the fourth ring. Hello , she said. Helloo Nikita , the man on the other side of the line replied. She was startled. She asked who the person was. That is a difficult question, Nikita . Just know this. Im someone who knows you very well. Someone wholl soon be very close to your heart , he replied. She was perplexed. Enough of your nonsense. You must have seen me coming here and now youre using your cheap tricks on me. Listen dude, this is not gonna work. Not with me. , she said hastily and was about to slam the receiver, she heard him. Born on 16th June 1994. High schooling from Delhi Public School. Presently studying English literature at JNU. She stayed silent. Hundreds of thoughts ran through her mind. So easy, huh? , she said, So youre working here. My details are easily available for you, aint it? Drop it, Mr whoever-you-are. You dont want me to let your manager know about this, do you? . She smirked. Haha!! Youre smart. But alas!! Youre wrong, Sweetheart. These are not the only things I know about you. Your favourite colour is green. Your favourite food is pepper chicken with mattar topping. Your favourite ice cream is coffee with Spanish delight. You love Pink Floyd songs. Youre favourite movie is It is a wonderful life. Is this enough or should I tell you more?, he said. She stood there speechless. She wanted to ask a lot of questions, but her tongue was freezed. Who are you?, after a silence of two minutes these words escaped her mouth. Youll know that. Soon. Now the manager is coming and you dont wanna get into trouble. Do you? So be a good girl and go sit on the couch. * beep beep beep* The line was disconnected. She kept the receiver down and walked towards the couch. ~TAG
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 10:15:13 +0000