7 th floor


wowbadgeIt happened suddenly.The light started flickering. It reminded of some horror movie..All the lights blinking and going dim like they have gone crazy. It was  already late..may be I was the last soul to leave the office. After a hectic day at work I was about to leave for home. When I reached the lift all these drama started. Should I enter the lift? What if the lift fails? What if  I  get trapped in ?

I stood there for a moment thinking ‘should I or should I not’ when the lights went out. That left me one lonely soul in pitch darkness.I quickly fished into the bag trying to find my phone. The lights from the phone gave me the feeling of finding an oasis in the middle of a desert. Perfect timing. My phone beeped  ‘battery low’ and died silently transporting me back from the oasis to pitch black darkness where seeing my own feet was a tedious task .

I saw a light approaching me from distance..yes light from a phone…For a moment I felt thankful to see another human soul. Next moment the negative thinker of my mind woke up. Who could it be? As far as I know everyone had left. I shuddered as my mind weaved  scary stories. I shooed it away and took few deep breaths..calm!! calm!!  I whispered to my mind. I saw the figure approaching me. And then like a miracle lights came. I saw him. A man, may be in his early twenties. No he doesn’t work here. I have never seen him before..May be new appointment.

He smiled at me . I kept staring at him literally with mouths open. Find your manners !!!  My brain shouted to my mind . I smiled back like an idiot. I pressed the lift buttons trying to hide the embarrassment. Not again !!! out of order for the nth time this month. Had I been alone I would have kicked those doors to let go off my frustration. But now someone was with me so I behaved like a ahem ‘ well behaved’ lady.

Guess we have to take the stairs..He said in calm tone.

Yeah..I smiled. Again like an idiot.

He smiled to himself. Even a small kid could read from my face that I have developed a liking for him.

Falling in love with someone whom you just met? The reasonable part of my mind queried to my brain.

I watched him as we walked to the stairs. Noticing each feature..His hair was curly brown and occasionally he ran his fingers through them. His eyes brown and the smile was something that bowled me over at the first sight. I watched him walking down the steps.

Are you not coming?

Yes again I had acted weird. I was standing there at the top of the staircase watching him dumbly as he took his steps down.

‘Yeah’ I said in low pitch.

All these years whenever the lift died..I would whine how all my energy was wasted climbing down these steps. But today it felt good. We walked sharing glances at times.  He would wait for me when I got slow. And I walked with the same stupid smile plastered on my face. He smiled at times to himself and to me. It felt like I could walk a thousand miles with him. Yes I was head over heels in love with a man I just met.

When we finally reached the ground floor the watchman came walking to us.

Why isn’t the lift not working? I tried to sound angry.

But Madam the lift is working fine. He replied confused.

Eh? Now I was the one who stood there confused.

But it wasn’t working when we checked. isn’t it? I turned back.

Where is he? He was nowhere to be found. Where did he go? I wondered.

Then my phone rang startling me..Wasn’t this supposed to be dead ?

Who was he? I didn’t even ask his name!!!

That was the first time and the last time I saw  him  !!


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

This weeks theme:

You finish filing your work and are ready to leave for home. As soon as you reach the lift, the lights in the building go off. What happens next?









5 thoughts on “7 th floor

  1. Awesome! I have goosebumps!
    Just when I was happy that a love-story had begun!
    I love the way you have described- I can walk 1000 miles with him…
    so romantic!

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