It was a Tuesday night, a night which i could beat myself for letting a chance slipped by me. It was the usual heavy downpour. I hesitantly made my way down from my place of work dreading the jam that lies installed for me. The door slides open as the lift dings at 'G'. There she was, rummaging through her bag by her side for an umbrella. She nod a hi as i stepped out of the lift. Rushing to somewhere, so seem she as she hasten pace to the front door. I ask of where she was going. Yoga, she said. Never would i understand such slow excruciating exercise, holistic so it seem. But braving the harsh rain for such exercise?! She must be devoted then. The thought of offering her a ride kept playing on my mind, tis my thought and tongue did not sync.
Not before long, she flipped her umbrella opened and soon glide into the dark of the night as i looked on. Was i not but late again?!
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