Stranger Poem by Sumali Nagarajan

Sometimes we come across a stranger
And take an instant liking to him, or her
We search for a proper reason
To strike a conversation....

But alas!
This time we are not destined to meet
We say a quick hello & retreat
Each has an appointment to keep
Hearts tug.....but the minds lead.

Next day the same thing repeats
We smile.....our hearts leap
'Something about you is so pleasant
All I ask for is your acquaintance'....

But alas!
We are forced to move on
There is a list of things to do
For everything there is a queue
Aren't we supposed to keep form?

But are we moving towards.....or from?