recall

by Somethinger

It’s strange how 5 days play such a vital role now.

5 days which were entirely by chance. I’m sitting in office today and I’m thinking of the Raghu Rai seminar. The building and the entrance I had to pass twice. The sunset and the leaves. That tendrils against the moon. Veggies, and that song.

The open road. One Pepsi. So many smokers. Evenings out. Giggling Kolkata girls. One dark beautiful man with Ramanujan’s nose and an accent that was honey. Another one I didn’t see.

Fuck. What if I’d met him there? Would it be different today?

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