Coffee and Cigarettes...
The flame from my lighter kissed the well tapped cigarette and through the smoke of my FIRST puff I saw her... It was a cold evening. I was just sitting with a pack of cigarettes and a hot cup of coffee thinking - what to really think about ? I generally have a lot to say when someone points me in a direction but its a difficult job to start a conversation with yourself sometimes.You know the normal routine. And there she was. It was a long time since we meet, or talked or even thought about each other. I don't know why but I smiled. The next thing I remember is she sitting next to me. "Whats up ? Where have you been ?" she said. "Nothing much.. Office-Home-Office and weekends are hectic then weekdays if you know what I mean.." and again there was that stupid smile on my face. Suddenly I was not able to ignore the countless unanswered calls apart from hundreds of messages which I left her. Oh yes.. And the sweet little chat about her boyfriend who was...