It all happened
At the air port lounge
I was searching
For a paper
She was searching
For a pen
I saw sheets of paper
In her hand
She saw two pens
Tucked in my shirt
She moved towards me
I moved towards her
Both smiled
At each other
Exchanged
The paper and pen
I thanked her
She thanked me
I gave her
My visiting card
She gave her
Contact number
We have not met
Thereafter
But in our heart’s
We are Good friends
For ever
Dr.Rajendra Tela, Nirantar
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Beautiful poem...Very true said, it can happen many times...