Poles Apart

A (not very) long time ago, in a desolate corner of earth, there lived ‘This’ & ‘That’. This was definitely vague and specifically haphazard but That was vaguely definite and haphazardly specific. This believed, That knew. If This did that, That did this. This’ thoughts flew here but That’s, there. In short, This and That were poles apart. And yet, they walked hand in hand, through dust and rain, because even though This loved that and That loved this.. This and That always loved each other.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

So I was sitting there in the car munching on a chicken sandwich when I feel a pair of eyes on me.

I look up to find this rikshawala staring at me, eating. And as he realizes that I am looking at him, he turns his face away with an embarrased look.

And I realize, that he was, at that moment, probably more hungry than I had ever been.