Thursday, May 4, 2017

Elizabeth. The old friend.

It was my ever lasting wish to meet old friends of mine at a different place and different time. It never happened but, something good happened. 

I met Elizabeth. Elizabeth whom I knew for years but never saw her, spoke to her.

Today is her birthday and I'm glad I'm celebrating her birthday. 

Elizabeth, as I call her 'Elza' is an ambivert who is intelligent and innocent. She reminds  me of a child whose thoughts waver, attention quivers but lives in the moment.

She is a quick learner and can do whatever she wants to do but, I wish to know more of her dreams. 


It's been a month since I knew her. It's been a week since I knew her as Swathi's friend. 


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