Come December and just as the snow, good old chums landed here. And as I walked in the Hot Sunny afternoon into the house which I could not but ignore,I felt a sense of nostalgia bundled with scepticism about the person whom I saw grow up, show various reflections of their life to me,one who glued me with themselves in a bond which I will never ever fiddle around with.I knew the situation through which the person was going through - an aftermath of a broken "twined" relationship.
But the "SAME" warm hug had for an instant dispersed everything and made feel that I was everthing but worried.Felt like a genie freed from the water bottle washed to the sea shore after thousands of years of incarceration. And then my inhibitions were history.An Immediate ride on my new bike,cutting it past vehicles just turned it ON.
The second one was very very unadorned one when the person hardly showed any clear excitement and happiness on seenig us.May the place changed him or Is it the native's life style and language....
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Reflections of "Surging with times but Delving in Proportion".
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