Stranger !

As I await my ride
And try to process the things in the scope of my sight,
I notice you walking by and I think
‘Where have I seen you before..?’

I remember admiring
Your bronze coloured briefcase..
I remember your gait..

I dig deeper..
And I catch the glimpse of your face
From my memory..

I remember the trees, the sky, the store…
Now I remember where I saw you before..

We didn’t exchange any words then..
We wont exchange any words now.

You will keep walking ahead,
Like you did that day..
Away from my existence..
Ending this brief touch of a possible bond..

I will forget you as well,
As life moves on.
But who knows,
when another encounter might spawn
and we shall have this fleeting moment again,
my dear stranger.

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– Written by Anuran Chatterji

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