I met her in a store where she was an attendant and fell in love with her eyes, the way she spoke to me and how soft-looking she was. Because of her, I went to the store every day to look for something new to fall in love with. With time, she came to know my face, and then my name and then my number. She told me, “I close at 10 p.m. That’s too late to see someone.” At 10 p.m that night, I stood by the shop waiting for her to close. When she saw me she smiled. Her eyes glowed shyly. She said, “I hope you’re not waiting for me?” I answered, “What would I be doing here if it’s not you I’m waiting for?……Read More…..>>>