If other than oxygen there is one thing that you can’t avoid while you get through the day, it is the ‘people’
You see them
Meet them
Hear them
Have a chat, crack a joke and laugh with them
Out of these numerous faces around
Walking and talking, Breathing and sweating some appeal more than the others
You like some over the others
Well you also have illusions that you love some…
You take a few steps with them and take some more
Hope that these would be like footsteps in the sand of the time
The more you take, more you shall leave behind
And yeah they are steps in the sand
However, water from the sea washes them off moment you set your foot forward
Memories at times are like a FIFO stack in computers (first in first out)
Pilled under huge stack of other memories and other people…
And so the life goes on
Till one day, something just goes missing
Something somewhere stops
Just like you clicked with people
You probably unclick
As smoothly as they became integral part of your life,
They slide away even more smoothly
You have them on your yahoo or gmail address book but don’t know if their account are still active
You’ve their numbers but don’t know if they are still in the same city
You’ve their digital footprints in your inbox but you let forwards and useless advertisements pile up on them
They are on your mind but there is only so much you can process at a time…
They are mentioned over a few beers and drinking stories or as ‘one of my friends’ over soul searching instances
Until..
An awkward smile at a grocery shop
A confused glance at a pub
A familiar voice over a conference
Or a brushing of shoulders at a movie theatre
Makes you wonder…
Aren’t these people just like steps in the sand…
More you take – more you leave behind…
Where do they go?
Guess back to the sea of faces they belong to…
Neo
Enjoyed your circuitous locution.
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