a pit-pat on the screen
with eyes blinking
adjusting
slowly
to the white
light
of LED
coffee spilled
on some notes
with scribbling
marked as
urgent
while
a mobile phone
alarm
beeped incessantly
showing
time
to be way past 10pm
cool air
penetrating
through drone
like sounds
of airconditioning
while the road
outside
seemed to
grow
more silent
by the minute
a man with his
head
on the table
amidst clutter
and spilled coffee
was suddenly
awakened by
the ringing
of a phone
a broken
promise to
be home
by nine
the shrill sound
of a siren
on the background
drowned
by the words
of a woman
a doctor
telling him
the missus
met an accident
while he
was busy
with paper
now
meaningless
as the screen
showed a pit-pat
with eyes blinking
tears
and a realization
that its now
too late
to keep
a promise
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