He Did Not Look The Same
Poem By Prathibha Nandakumar
He did not look the same, he had changed
For better or worse I could not make out
Oblivious to the fact that
we were meeting after a million years
he started off with such continuity that
we were never apart.
It was only when he told me about his
girl friend who shared her birth day with me that
I remembered that I was meeting him after exactly
six years, ten months, two weeks and three days.
Apart from a degree and a well paying new job,
he had also gained a new sly grin
that usually comes with sleeping under the stars.