At the stroke of midnight, I woke up with a startle. Oh God, I have fallen asleep while reading this book and with lights on. I got down from the bed to go to the bathroom before switching off the light and going back to sleep. As I entered the bathroom, a little voice came drifting from downstairs..
"Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went,
Everywhere that Mary went.
The lamb was sure to go."
Must be some parents coming from some weekend party and making their child recite the nursery rhyme while they park their car. What the hell, now this is taking things too far. You are making your child practicing her nursery rhymes in the middle of the night. I will check with the watchman tomorrow morning I thought.
I went to back my bedroom, turned off the light and lie down on the bed. Then I realised that I stay in the 13th Floor and there is no way I could hear sound from parking lot. Also the flat exactly below my flat is unoccupied.
I froze.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
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