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:))