As they shared
different shif
On the same spot
they used to sit
on the table
what she carelessly wrote
from someone reply it brought
In childhood philosophy
with purity and eagerness
for quiet some time
they shared letters
Then...a decade passed
time flew by...
so fast went years
she went her way
as he did his
Ten years later...
as she was about
a road to cross
calling her name
she heard a voice
'the letters...dont your remember
said a voice familier'
Letters they wrote
ideas they shared
in the path of memory
trails it has made
the world is small
one planet
After 10 years
the two friend met
it is true that
in this track
that we call life
as we run
in every lap
people join you
run in your lane
...then separate
in another round
yet meet again
Long separated ones
until you see
in life- this long journey
think of good memories
The world is small
Its a small globe
so... to good memories
tightly hold on...