It was busy that day.
The odds were against me seeing you.
Never-the-less we brushed shoulders on the bustling  sidewalk.
I stopped and turned.
You did not.
“Namaste.”
I thought.
I pressed my hands, and bowed my head.
A gesture you never saw.
I am one to never pass up any opening in meeting someone.
You should never know who will change your life.
Also, never take shoulder bumps for granted.
As I am the one with gum on my shoe.