Saturday, April 28, 2012

Crossroads

Sometimes its so weird that even after knowing a person, being there at the same place for years we dont speak, and suddenly one day the silence is broken, we studied together for thirteen years, in the same class, same section,  may be a few rows of benches apart,and now after all these years we met at a ceremony tonight and spoke for continuous two hours, laughed, remembered those all good and not so good days, absurd days, funny days. Surprisingly he knew everything about my life after school, which college i went to, where did I worked and with whom I am married to,and  I hardly knew anything about him post school days, sometimes known strangers become friends in a crowd of unknown people.            


Love
Nimisha