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Hey stranger

Hey stranger,

You made me talk when I was in distress

Maybe I looked as if I could need a word

In this new country, so tired of this cold;

Maybe we both needed to shed some light

On the reasons that brought us to that place,

Both with a mixed feelings about our names and place

He who was dropping his father’s name

Me who picked up my husband’s surname

Both unsure yet happy with the choice

Both strangers , yet bonded for a while.

Hey stranger,

Thank you for the smile.

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Today was my first day in Canada and its freezing cold ( nothing new for this country ! ) But it’s every bit of my worst nightmare in terms of nature. And though I used uber for all my commute , I still felt my bones cold and aching by end of the day. But wherever I went , I met some really helpful folks and specially this teacher Alex who talked and talked and as much as I was amazed at his questions , I kind of liked it. I wish I had taken his email id for maybe more talks on history and his travels.

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This is inspired by Weekly Smile post. Finally I got the motivation to share about mine this week ( mostly I feel like sharing my joys would catch a bad eye of fate too soon )

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I saw you

Previous part of the story here

“Quite a perky response, I must say.
I was expecting nothing, to be honest.

Naam to pata chal gaya hoga ..
( You know my name by now, I suppose)

The response popped on her desktop , distracting her for a second. She smiled , Sahil , she thought in her head and went back to work. As the sky outside turned from blue to black and lights came up over her head, she wondered if the morning email needed to be replied. Finally, she thought of not acting like an oddball and giving it some rest. Next morning, there was a new email from Sahil –

It is a notably good morning. I think I saw you in the bus today.

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Friend in need

Part 1

Part 2

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Will it hurt your ego if I say,
I was trying to lighten the mood?
I do not even know where you are,
just thought to hypothetically check,
how willing are you, if asked for help !

She laughed at her silly attempt at rhyming and sent the email on its way to the stranger’s mailbox. The whole day passed in a blur. Later in the evening , she wrote another poem on the blog , this time about the friendships born out of need of the hour. Before logging out , she checked there were 10 new comments on the blog. Some guy Sahil had commented on all her recent poems. the last comment was on the latest poem –

“Friends in need, often are friends indeed. Even strangers can be well wishers”

Sahil .. She read the name aloud and smiled. The stranger had finally identified himself !

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Point is ? 

Story part 1

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“Damn! What was I thinking” she cursed aloud as soon as she hit the send button on that email. But she was not going to write another email to explain , that was made sure by the call from the security desk. Her cab and gaurd were waiting fir her. She closed her laptop and ran out of the office. The friday had acted like monday but the weekend showed some hopes.

She made sure to hide her office phone over the weekend so she would not feel obliged to check emails or provide any updates on the issues. Monday morning, while in the cab she put the emails to sync and scrolled through to the bottom. The unknown sender has replied ,

Good try. I was not working , and why do you think I would meet strangers when I advised you against it ?

PS: Not that i would mind meeting you to hear your poetry in your own voice

PPS: did you really want to meet ? Just to prove a point ?

This was way out of proprtion, she mused. Time to set some thing straight …
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( To be continued tomorrow or till I find a closure )

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Wellwisher 

​She was again  the last one to be working and it was too late to go home alone. Just then she saw another email arrive in the inbox. No subject , unknown sender; she would usually delete such emails but  today was too tired to process it. Wishing it not be another defect to be fixed “ASAP”, she opened it. 

Nice blog. But is it safe to meet strangers as you did on weekend ?

~ A wellwisher

Well , for whatever reason, Some one did think of her. She smiled at the thought and hit reply 

What is the wellwisher doing so late at work ? Care to drop me home, stranger ? 

(To be continued when I get time to think about the stranger or the wellwisher .. )