She was passing by me as usually as She passed by me daily . My heart did not beat so fast neither did it skip a beat . I actually felt as if I was losing my strength and getting older when she passed by . I knew she was precious and my respect towards her kept increasing.
Finally I felt , on that Valentine's day at least, I could stop her and talk. But I failed miserably as she walked by me as usual hearing nothing of mine as if she didn't care .
That is when I understood "TIME WAITS FOR NONE"
Yeah ! SHE WAS TIME