Pondering Thoughts

It was a while that they were talking, laughing, joking, arguing, fighting, kidding, smiling... for hours, days, weeks, months... None knew what it would be to meet...neither did they intended to..

But the association evolved to friendship and comfortness, beyond expectation and beyond words..leaving both surprised and amazed.. at the magic...

They chose to remain afloat till the time to anchorage came, when one had to decide whether to take an exit at the Port of Entry or Not? To meet or Not? To let go or Take it in a stride?

They were fighters from past. Royal Kings and Queens of war. Nothing feared or scared them. They had to meet to refine or define the comfortness of silence, laughter, existence, affection, love, aloofness, togetherness.

And so they MET............................
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So did peace and silence
So did cold and silence (14/08)