It was the time of winter still the weather wasn't chilling much. Then I met her, and when I came out the clouds became dense the air started touching my face rubbing gently cold of winter less but more warm of love. Huh. These banks are really frustrating. Long queues, bunches of paper everywhere, lost pens, rush, tapping noise of keyboard, krrrrrrrrrr sound of money counting machine, zrrrr sound of printing statement machine and sad part is one had to put lot of time even for the minor work. I took my phone out and saw it's been 1.5 hour already, I am stuck at the most mundane place on the earth, suddenly somebody tapped on my shoulder, I looked back and I was struck by her deep brown eyes and there was a small mole the beauty mark just below her left eye. Can I borrow your pen? Her lips went up and down like keys of keyboard making euphonic sound to my ears. I lost my heart at that very moment. She repeated excuse me. I came back to my senses and smiled yes sure. I gave her...