Hansika saw a new face, a young lady, standing against the wall of the lift casually checking her phone and humming a song softly. Hansika did’nt know her and assumed that she was a visitor to one of the flats in the society., The lift stopped on the third floor and Hansika opened the sliding door,. As she was preparing to shut the door , the visitor suddenly looked up and smiled at her , Is this the third floor? Yes., Oh my God I am sorry; I have to get out here. Sorry for holding you up. She