Who knows…?

Who knows…?

Who knows when we all will meet again?
Who knows whether those days that were, will they ever come again?

Two years of my life I spent with them. Each person a unique character, contributing in their own way to my life in those two years. And now, we are all moving on… moving apart.

Why is that when you finally accept people you have met, as your friends, you have to move, to make more new friends?

Jeevan ke safar mein raahi,
milte hain bichad jaane ko.
Aur de jaate hain yaadein…
Tanhai mein reh jaane ko.

Whoever wrote this song sure knew the ways of life.

You meet new people, you are reluctant to let them get too close – after all, they all are not going to be there for ever, the last ones didn’t either – but then after time, you get to know them, they get to know you and then one day you wake up to realize: you have new friends! Friends in the true sense, people you have been sharing your life with. How, when, where did they cross the line of acquaintances and become friends you can’t say for sure. But they did, that you can feel for sure.

Santosh’s sms today snapped me to the realty that I will never meet all these people all at the same time, how we were, ever again. And I don’t know why, but it brings tears to my eyes. I met them as co-workers, all out on our first jobs, but I leave them as friends. Very good friends. And I’m aready missing them.

Saalon baad na jane kya sama hoga,
Hum sab doston mein na jaane kaun kahan hoga,
Fir milna hua to milenge khwabin mein,
Jaise sukhe gulaab milte hain kitaabo mein.

To all of 20-point from your one and only HR… sometimes remember me.


Until next time…