Monday, March 10, 2014

Meeting the Past on the way Home

Late one night, I found the past roaming idly in the quiet corners of a deserted street. 'Hey, so long!', I called out. Flicking away the embers of a dying cigarette, it looked up and asked, visibly surprised, 'You..what're you doing here..?' 
'Just passing through', I smiled. As you were too, through my life. ' look..different. Let's catch up sometime', it softly suggested, voice filled with surprise and candour. 'Sure, why not', I smiled and moved on. 

The aloof, unforgiving past had forgotten it could never catch up to the present.

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