a bus ride recently brought about the reunion together with an old friend.... as a matter of fact... it really seemed like a drama... a make-belief... too splendid to be true...
I was on the bus.. a boring journey indeed... until it stopped at a bus stop.. then as I was looking out of the window... a familiar figure caught my attention.. an old friend... but just too bad... he wasnt looking at my direction..
then as the bus was about to move.. he turned... our paths met.. naturally.. i raised my hands to acknowledge that he had been seen.. and he did the same...
i thot that was all... but it didnt...
earlier today.. got a call on my home phone... dats weird... my friends seldom would call my home...
surprisingly.. it was the same friend that i saw on the bus few days back...
so moral of the story... if i hadnt been on the bus and if we our paths didnt cross each other.. he wouldnt be searching for his old phonebook in search for my number.. and lucky for us... i m still at the same old house using the same old number...
so its not a bad idea after all taking the public transport, eh? 0 comments
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