Careless #TellTaleThursday

 “Thud Thud Thud,” “Thud Thud Thud” “Thud Thud Thud”. Mrs P heard the  rasping sound of knock on her front door.

“It cannot be,” she closed her eyes and wanted to go back to sleep, “I am not leaving warm bed now.” Rythmic beatings were relentless – three knocks at five second break again three knocks. As if a professional drummer was playing his drum with her door.

“Is this some kind of a joke?” irritated she looked at the bedside clock. It was 1 AM.

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“Coming, in a minute,” Mrs P answered, as she changed her nightdress, tidied her hair, all the while her mind working overtime.

“Knocking at this hour cannot be good news;Has someone died?Good it is not a phone call; out of station relatives will call, not knock!” she tried to regain her composure, “something happened to Mr. P? He is not expected back before tomorrow.”

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“Such an idiot, creating public inconvenience!” angry muffled voices were heard as she opened the lock but not the latch and aggressively asked, “what is the problem, guard? You should phone, why are you knocking?”

“Madam, tried calling, but your landline not working,” answered guard, “blue Santro with Delhi registration is wrongly parked.”

“Not my car.”

“Madam, Mr. Sharma registered this car as your guest this evening.”

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“Men! can’t they do anything right?” an exasperated Mrs P cursed the man on her bed, “asked him to take a cab; he brought his car and parked it wrong.”

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This post is written as part of # TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya . More articles on the post may be found here.