A Boxful Of Joy

It was half an hour since she called someone from her phone, desperately waiting for someone to visit and constantly looking towards the door. She had never been so restless before, holding lots of emotions and trying herself not to lose patience. It was the second glass of water she drank awaiting.

Finally somebody appeared from a distance whom she was waiting for, wearing a neat and clean apparel, holding a box in his hands. She ran towards the door, filled with joy. Reaching the door, she stood still looking into his eyes with little anger.

Good morning, Ma'am. He greeted her with a smile and handed over the box to her and said, "I apologize for being late. Here is your PIZZA with an extra mozzarella cheese".