When we started off three years ago, I was an avid blogger typing away sitting in a quiet little room in my home in Delhi. And Kim was living with her beautiful family in USA. We exchanged a lot of mails and one liners and comments and photos. Over time, we got to know each other well enough to call ourselves good friends.
The children grew up, the summers moved on to winters, and lovers walked away. Thankfully, this friendship remained intact. Last Saturday, we finally met. I was taking pictures of the museum’s beautiful architecture, when I saw her walking – well running – towards me with the biggest smile in all of Wisconsin.
We recognized each other instantly. Gosh, she is real, I remember thinking. I hugged her girls and met her husband. Cute family. I felt right at home. We walked around the museum catching up, chatting up, taking pictures. We had a humongous dinner and parted ways. But not before promising to meet soon.
Until we meet again, let’s keep blogging.