She struggles to find her way out. But no one is around. Fumbling with her phone, she keeps redialling but can't get through. Even the network seems to be her enemy today. The walls to her sides and in front block people's vision and make them oblivious of her need to get out. She has to get out.
With tired fingers, she tries calling again but no response. 'God, this cant be happening.... its 5.15pm, my cab's not here and i need to go home.' Mummaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Why don't cabs follow their schedule? I hate waiting in office when it's time to go home. Grrr! Let me call again.
