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The conversation carried on for a couple of hours. We remembered old times. “We were so young and foolish,” he said.
“Hey,” I said.
“Hello, there! How have you been?” He replied with a slight lop-sided smile.
I replied, “I’m good. What about you?” My heart was thumping with joy. “It’s been so many years,” I thought to myself.
“Yeah, life is good. Do you know? I’m a platinum member at this most popular 5-star hotel,” he added with pride.
“Oh! Really? Umm, cool,” I replied
“What would you like to order? This is one of the best hotels, so you’ll get nothing but the best,” he added.
An hour later, I was sipping a bitter-tasting coffee. Did I forget to mention the number of packets of sugar I added? Ah! Never mind. My heart longed for good ol’ South Indian coffee. Simple, and addictive!
“It’s been so many years. You haven’t changed at all,” he said. I grimaced. Possibly the scars within have been closely wrapped with years of practiced mind control. “Happy thoughts,” so they say?
“Well, you also appear the same. Almost….” I mumbled embarrassed, hoping I won’t blush as usual in a fake attempt to return the compliment.
“I think that hurt me somewhere,” I thought to myself.
Yet, I replied, “Oh, yeah, right.”
More time passed and a chocolate tiramisu was devoured with no excitement. We bid adieu as the rains started slowly. I headed back home mulling over my thoughts.
“Everything has changed,” I thought. But, as for me, this was indeed a conversation with a stranger. A stranger I knew from my past…
I headed to my favourite local café. The bitterness of the coffee still lingered on… “I need to do something about it,” I said to myself as I deleted his number.
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