It was a typical monsoon havoc day in the lanes of Mumbai. The slow as a snail traffic was choking the life out of the city that never sleeps. Me too like dozens of other busy Mumbaikars was forced to take shelter beneath the smallest of roofline extensions of shops near the streets. Everyone trying their best on their phones to get a cab back home. Some frantically trying to stop the autowallahs while saving themselves from the downpour. That's when I saw her. Amongst all of us mortals she looked like a goddess. Not very tall maybe 5 feet 2. But the assets she carried were enough to match the GDP of a small country. Perfectly shaped boobs struggling to stay inside that bra. Perky nipples sharp as an alligator's teeth trying to rip her top apart. And that ASS, I can swear God made that himself taking all the time in the world. The top sticking to her body and putting on display the marvelous figure one would just imagine in dreams. The night was setting in ever faster. It was somewhere around 11. I got a pool cab by luck. While I was waiting for it my mind was completely focused on staring at her. I didn't realise that there was another passenger who would be going on the same route. My cab arrived. She got in it. I was still not aware that I was going in the same one. It was after the driver called and then I practically kneeled down and thanked God before sharing that cab ride with her.