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The Towers..

Amal was tired .. Yesterday night was long on site.. he had taken two shifts straight for monthly overhaul and routine check as well for machine two's restart after fault clearance.. this has been a very busy weekend.. he climbed down from third floor.. to check out.. slightly.. hoping that there won't be any emergency calls afterwards.. the railing shone white as the floor appeared.. closer.. .. it was 2 am.. Maalti would be sleeping.. he hated to disturb her.. instead he could spend some time in the parking.. perhaps.. but it was too early in the morning anyway..

He walked slowly.. the parking was dark.. the pole lamp few yards away farther on both side of the turn.. yet bright enough.. as he neared his bike.. a wild mongoose ran after some thing in shrubs as well night birds shrill voice pearced.. chill in dark night.. he took out a cigarette.. and lounged on concrete bench.. tomorrow will be free.. he will have rest and.. continue with his book.. he loved reading fiction.. oh.. hell .. he remembered.. he had to go meeting client for blowers blade runner change and bearing.. how could he must have given appointment on Sunday for a purchase selection suggestion.. anyway he only filled form for such.. but .. the enthusiastic sales person had gotten flip of his calendar it seemed.. the appointment he gave a week back.. and had stumbled upon reminder today.. for a mental note.. it felt like a strange hour .. of night to fall on.. he sighed.. suddenly feeling like going in warm bed.. ..

The next week was all free.. his reminder was always out on roll for the lack of enough buzz.. it seemed useless.. for a gadget.. he didn't need any being a maintenance engineer.. he hardly had any use of diary.. the birds shrieked again.. .. he sucked on cigarette before throwing in shrubs after .. snuffing it down..He drove faster between scarce traffic .. back home..

Maalti wokeup quickly as he unlocked door.. she looked sleepy and inviting..

Amal: ex cuse me sweets.. i .. got off..

Maalti.. hugged him.. "oh.. i thought you will be back sooner.. are you hungry.. ?.."

Amal: no.. i didn't mean to wake you.. sleep.. i will be right by you..

As he went in shower. .. maalti continued..

Maalti: i have cooked your favourite samosa.. ..

Amal: for breakfast.. .. i am tired..

Maalti: do you want some tea.. ?

Amal  .... got out of shower...

Amal: yes.. only if you aren't sleepy..

Maalti: oh.. i am well rested.. be right back..

Amal .. sipped on while maalti remade his side of bed..

Maalti:  tomorrow Sunday.. we will go to cinema..

Amal: ok.. evening.. which flick you want to see..

Maalti: don't know..

Amal slid beside her.. hugging her.. " ok i will check list.. "

Maalti slept quickly after he loved her .. tired.. he flipped a page of his book.. before he fell asleep ..

His meeting next day.. with machine sales person went alright on time and later he took Maalti to watch a movie "Bidi" ..

Mostly he rode in pull to and from office .. and took bike sometimes.. his night shift time was off by 3:45.. and the other day he fell on some noice near parking which as he tried to look on back.. just saw a white shadow.. he took as misperception due to fatigue.. and later saw similar thing..  many times.. next weekdays when he heard same.. he smiled cheerfully.. and spoke aloud.. "i promise to giveup.. " .. and left parking.. immediately .. riding on his bike..  then afterwards he never saw anything suspicious ever.. ..


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