The Girl I Met In Flight (Part 6, page 3 of 4)

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Part 6

One saturday evening, I just woke up from my bed...

(Yes! I am a sleep-addict)...

I received her call. First time she was calling me since the day we exchanged our numbers. I was just hearing nothing. She was blabbering something in a hurry.

Her wallet was stolen. She asked me to help her in locking her debit cards. Even me too don't know what to do that time.

Why she called me? Am i that much important? How that moment i came into her mind?......God knows..

Before me itself, Her friends assisted her. I used my own weapon ....Prayer!

I was on my knees before my God!

I asked for her Wallet...

I didn't know that time why i was crying as if i lost my wallet.

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