stup!d calls.!?

She's in a meeting.
Suddenly feels the vibration.
The vibration of her phone.

Sees home flashing on the screen.
Gets up.
Comes out.
Takes the call!

her: hu..
the voice at the ear piece: [without letting her speak]hullO sistAh., yiipppeeee Federer won!
her: how many sets?
the voice at the ear piece: 3! Dunno much about the match though. Just reached and now I see the news flashing at the bottom of the news channels.


She had got the same kind of calls when Nadal was defeated by Soderling few days back and Federer beat Del Potro the day before.



While thinking about these calls, the thought bubble over the head reads: stupid calls!

But there would be days when she would really miss these very same calls. Would miss that voice excited for a substantial nothing.

when sally met dick.,

[12 noon: Sally meets up Tom to give him some notebook, in front of their university gate under the hot sun]

Sally: Hi Tom!

Tom: Hi! Meet my childhood friend Dick.
[Dick's looking at his own feet{as supposed by Sally}]
Dick: (after looking up) *smiles* just smiles(still not looking at Sally's face)
Sally: Hello!
Dick: Hi!(looking over Sally's left shoulder at something/someone behind Sally {may be})
Tom: (to Sally) You've got the notebook?
Sally: Yes. (taking stuff out from the under seat compartment of her two-wheeler)Take the notebook. And these lose sheets too. It has all the information that you would need for today's session.
[Tom going through the papers; Dick still trying to discover/rediscover something from the pitch black road lying lifeless under his feet]
Tom: Its very hot out here.
Sally: It is. I'll take a leave then. Take care of the session today. I might not be able to come.
Tom: Sure.
Sally: Buhbye!
Tom: bye!
Sally: (looks at Dick who's still looking down) Bye Dick!
Dick: Bye!(in a meekER voice; not looking down this time; though still looking at something/someone/somewhere but Sally's face)

[Sally leaves]