While returning from he office cab today, we took a detour and went to South Campus for Kathi rolls. For as little as 40 buxks, you can have mouth watering chicken egg roll at numerous joints, the prepration is fairly standard, prices are cheap and there is a lot of rush in the evenings. It was here i saw them.
The sikh guy wore a patka and the girl with him had long black hair, which she had left open with just a ruffle holding them together. I dint see her face, just saw them from behind. They stood at Nizams ordering food. That moment took me back to 2003, when i was dating her. Every moment with her used to be special. Every small thing, like hanging out in college after classes got over, going to the market for food, driving her to her folks place. I used to feel alive inside. Those moments came back to me in an instant. I wanted to go and talk to them. But I cant do that, else i am mistaken for a troublemaker. The girl i used to hang out with got married. Well settled in US now. I am here, and have not moved on from her. I dont know if i ever will. Aaj phir unse milne ki tamanna hui, aaj phir ehsaas hua ki life main jab chhote-chhote fun ke mauke ayen, to unhe lapak ke pakad lena chahiye.
