An Unfinished Conversation...
Their eyes met across the busy café at the busy Bangalore airport and suddenly, the twenty five years of separation was reduced to a short physical distance that either of them could cross in less than a dozen strides. Anish raised his eyebrows and gave a tentative smile, Shruti took a moment longer than him but her smile, when it came, was more confident. A moment later, Anish stood up and walked to meet the one love of his life. “Journeys end in lover’s meetings” Shruti remembered the line from Twelfth Night and realized she was blushing a little. ‘Forty eight and as stupid as ever’ she said to herself as she stood up to greet Anish who seemed in two minds whether to offer a hug or shake hands. She pulled him in for a quick hug and then held him at arm’s length to look at him. “Oh my God, you look so different now, what’s with the beard?” she said laughing. He shook his head smiling and scratched his salt and pepper french-beard absent-mindedly. “But you look about