It's funny how suddenly, how softly and slowly somebody can creep into your life. And then sets up the easel, paints a picture on the canvas and hangs it there on the wall of life. Your wall of life. And many times, u don't realise that the painting has made an impression on u, until one day, it disappears. And that's when u realise u miss that painting. U hope that whoever took that painting will bring it back, ASAP.
An sms, a phone call, something, anything!
U take a deep breath. Calm down. U've been around this block many times. Too many times. U know how it works. U understand the hazards. And u know u shouldn't make a big deal out of it. No need to get into battle mode, no. Another deep breath. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.
And just wait for time to reveal its tale.