neeru was getting late for work . she grabbed her bag and rushed towards the door . when ..... (complete the story 150-200 words)
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Neeru was getting late for her work. She grabbed her bag from the chair and rushed towards the door when I tried to stop her but it was too late and that tall, skinny, blonde-haired girl was already gone. I always hated her because she never listened to me. On that day too she ignored me and ran away forgetting to take her umbrella. If she had listened to me saying her to see the weather report that wouldn’t have happened. I, John, being her elder brother always thought of her well-being but she always portrayed me as an irritating brother. It was somewhat drizzly that day in Nashville and I said her to watch the weather report but as always she was busy chatting with Taylor, Neeru’s best friend since kindergarten. Mom and dad were out that day so I alone had to control that storm-in-the-home. Neeru worked as an intern in the call center. On that day she, as always, was late for her work. When I came to close the door I saw that she has forgotten to take her umbrella with her so I ran behind her but it was too late and she was gone. I returned and started watching television. It was around midnight and I was feeling drowsy so I went to my bedroom and turned off all the lights. After some hours I felt thirsty so I woke up to get a glass of water and saw that it was already 3 p.m. The thing that amazed me was that Neeru returns from call center by that time but she didn’t. I thought she might be stuck somewhere so I again took a good sleep. It was morning when I woke up due to a sudden noise in the living room. I rushed towards the living room and screamed as high as I could. It was Neeru with tangled hair, broken heels and full of mud. I couldn’t believe that she was Neeru. She was covered with dirt and mud all over. When I asked her what happened she broke out into tears. Then she collected some confidence and told me what happened to her. First she forgot to take her umbrella and took a cab. While she was on her way, the cab broken down and she had to walk to her office soaking wet in the rain. When she arrived, she got refused to enter the building obviously because she was late. Then her phone ran out of battery. Having no other choice she had to walk all the way from the call center to home without umbrella. While walking her foot slipped into a pothole and her heel broke so she had to run without her heels in the rain. Slowly and slowly the rain became more intense and she had to run faster and faster. Again she slipped but into a much larger pothole filled of mud. Now I knew where the mud came from. Moreover, she was chased and bit by a dog. I tried to control but couldn’t and laughed out loud. I kept rolling on the floor laughing on her condition. That chain of incidence was a turning point for her and from that day she became much more devoted to her and learnt the importance of time in her life.
Moral – Time doesn’t respect those who don’t respect time