The Wait.

Today also that woman is sitting infornt of the mental asylum in a far corner under cherry tree on the wooden bench. Her face expression less and her eyes looks tried. she is staring at nothing but to me it looks like she can see everything. Everyday from 2 p.m. to evening 5.09.pm she sits here not moving at all just looking towards the blue sky and exactly at 5.09.p.m she picks her bag and walks away. No one knows why she comes here and for whom she waits that long time.
Today as usual she came so I didn't paid much attention to her but suddenly I heard a voice.
" Maya long time no see."
I froze on my way. Their is no way on this world that she was talking with me. As I turned to look at her. she was staring right into my eyes with her dark and cold stare and a tiny smile on her face.
" Its time Maya . "
I almost ran away from that place god she scared me. But how she knows my name? And its time for what? God help me.