strange friends

To meet and go away is the rule of life. And some­times, you got to cross roads with some­one you had left behind long ago. There might be no expec­ta­tions or anx­i­ety but it can’t be tran­quil either. Past is rarely unblem­ished and more than bright, it is grey. And till the time, humans pos­sess a capac­ity to hold on to mem­o­ries, it is impos­si­ble to not flicker on reflect­ing upon the past. One can con­trol the reac­tion but can not con­trol react­ing.
But, life has its own sur­prises. The per­son you thought you knew, knew well enough may turn out to be a com­plete stranger. Meet­ing and know­ing peo­ple, for sure, does not move along together. By the time I departed, I thought I knew the per­son even lesser than the last time. Had I lost a friend the last time? Per­haps. Had I gained it for a small time and lost again? No, what I lost now is the feel­ing of los­ing a friend.

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