A new mall had come up next to the Main street. Having nothing better to do, we decided to go for window shopping. It isn’t frequent that I get to hang out with my cousin, Sheela. Once married, we both got busy with our respective lives. And then there is this brilliant piece of invention which has rendered face to face communication useless for catching up - Telephone. We chat a lot over this lovely medium but seldom get to meet. Once in the market, we got busy commenting or complementing as it applied to each and every merchandise. Suddenly a lovely pale green shirt caught my attention. I called out to Sheela to take a look at it.
“Isn’t it lovely?” I asked seeing her stare at it.
“That was Mohit’s favorite color. 5 out of 6 days, he would be seen in this particular color. No matter how much we condemned him, he wouldn’t try other shades.”
I took a few moments to realize who she was talking about. Mohit had once been his friend. A special friend. But 10 years is not a short timespan to forget someone who is never talked or thought about. Or is he?
“Do you still remember him? I thought he was lost under the dust of past.” I said.
She stared another minute at that t-shirt and then moved ahead. Some questions are better left unanswered!!
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