I look out from the door of the slowing train, scanning the crowds for you. Wondering, how will it be. The changes that time wrought in everyone of us makes me question my decision of coming. The train stops. Smilingly, you reach me with wide open arms. As we embrace, the distance melts. I was right.
P.S: Silly I know. Ots dedicated to my sweet friend.. Salaria. The pune stop was just perfect thanks to you dear 🙂