Arrived in Sydney at 6.30AM today. Checked into Rydges at 8-ish, checked some mails and went to bed.
Just when I was rolling on the bed, wondering why am I not sleeping again, I heard someone knocking on my door.
I did not respond.
Then I heard the knocking again. This time, more loudly, and it sounded desperate.
I did not respond. But I could hear people trying to force open the door.
"OK I will get the door. But who the hell can it be?" I thought to myself.
AND! I saw two guys from the Concierge carrying a bouquet of rose, saying, "This is for you."
I rubbed my eyes. And then I read my name on it. It is indeed, for me.
Awwww... a gift from someone who's thousands miles away. Sweet!
Thank you for the thought. :)
2 comments:
Awww, so sweet! Who is that guy ;)
btw, how are u my dear?
Yes, it is sweet. But i cannot bring the flower back though... :(
I'm good. Have u started work?
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