BLUE EYES OF NEELIMA

Niranjan woke up too late. At the same time, he opened his desk, picked up a packet of cigarettes and lit a cigarette. He was very upset. He left the room and went into the hall, where he sat in a chair. He placed his foot carelessly on the nearby table. His foot hit the empty liquor bottle and fell down. On the table were a pen, a few papers, and a replacement receiver. He picked up the receiver and straightened it. The phone rang for a few moments. He didn't pick up the phone, he tried to remember what had happened the previous day. But he could not. The phone rang again. Niranjan got up from his chair, thinking otherwise.