XCENTRIC-ANGEL

All was well in my mind. It was a beautiful day. Warm sun, cool breeze. You can almost feel winter setting in. I opened my eyes to look at the window opposite my bed. I stared at the pigeons perched on a iron railing on my neighbour's terrace. The sky was cloudy and I felt good. After a few minutes of solitude, I turn to pick up my phone from the bedside table. I was surprised to see that my phone screen was blinking and said 22 unread messages. I was wondering who would send me so many messages? Did mom message? Was there an emergency? No they were messages from my new friend, Devika. I was surprised. Hi. how are you? I am glad we are friends now. It feels so nice talking to you. Do you think I should go to office today? I dont feel so well. Would you like to come down for coffee? Why are you not replying? Are you sleeping still? Dont you have to go to work? Get up So on and so forth. First I thought it was sweet. But then by the time I got to the 20th message I was annoyed. I...

Have you ever wondered as you walk through life, thinking who would even look at me, or who would even care, that there is some one who is always watching you? No, I am not talking about God. Do you some times feel a chill down your spine, when you are perhaps walking towards your apartment? Has your heart skipped a beat because you feel that you just saw someone by your window? Eerie isn't it? This is a story of a very normal person. A person who would have perhaps not even been noticed for she looked too 'normal'. As I recite this story please bare in mind, this story has no resemblance to anyone living or dead, and is purely fictitious. It was poruing one Friday evening, as I rushed back from a long day at work. My body was giving up on me. Yet I stood there patiently at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for the lift to descend. People who stay in my apartment block have this overwhelming feeling of If I didn't go in the lift why should I close it when I hear the bel...