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Faces , so many faces Once, you knew the ones Lost them to time and Grind. Reminded of the Ones Who've touched your heart Bringing in memories of your Younger days. Mr and Mrs Joshi The Octogenarian Couple Dear friends of Mine. My acquaintance with them Is almost two decades old Met them as a youngster Felt a deep connect One could not miss the warmth Held in the eyes of both Always greeted them While on the way to College, while running errands for my mother Or while on a walk Never paid them a visit Home Although Full of wisdom Sharing the same , with me As and when time permitted Us. Retired From Govt Services Wanting to spend their golden years In a place well known For temples and quiet . A city , far removed from the hustle and bustle of the big city life . A place to call home With visitors few But ,welcome all.
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 4:57 AM UTC
Mr and Mrs Joshi
Faces , so many faces Once, you knew the ones Lost them to time and Grind. Reminded of the Ones Who've touched your heart Bringing in memories of your Younger days. Mr and Mrs Joshi The Octogenarian Couple Dear friends of Mine. My acquaintance with them Is almost two decades old Met them as a youngster Felt a deep connect One could not miss the warmth Held in the eyes of both Always greeted them While on the way to College, while running errands for my mother Or while on a walk Never paid them a visit Home Although Full of wisdom Sharing the same , with me As and when time permitted Us. Retired From Govt Services Wanting to spend their golden years In a place well known For temples and quiet . A city , far removed from the hustle and bustle of the big city life . A place to call home With visitors few But ,welcome all.
A chance meeting with Mr Joshi, while , on the way to drop my boys to 'The summer cricket coaching class' , was pleasantly surprising. Greeted him , he looked older, yet as always ,same, the kind and loving eyes , which cannot be missed, he took a little while to recognise me . However, he was as happy as I was to meet him. Incidentally, had mentioned about him to my husband a few days back, before my visit to my hometown , fearing for his old age and not having met for years , I feared whether, I would ever see him again. Having lost contact in all these years. It was a pleasure meeting them, both , Uncle and Aunty ,at their home, reconnecting with them as in the years gone by. Took their contact number, with a promise to keep in touch. The school has reopened, And ,with my naughty boys off to school, Have been able to share this here:))
sarita-aditya-verma
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 4:57 AM UTC
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