The Phone Call

I was on the chair waiting for a call. The phone was near me. I don't know whose phone it is or or for whom i am waiting for. It was a clouded day outside, i felt like it was about rain. i was waiting
The wait continued for some hours, i got restless that the phone was not even ringing. I thought it was not the day for me. i decided to leave. I slowly made my hands to the table and stood up from my chair. The coffee was cold, oh i remember, i forgot to drink it, it was mine; i turned around and decided to walk away. i walked slowly through the empty chairs & other tables in the room. i reached the door and pulled it open, suddenly it happened, the phone rang....