The Last Hug-
The dreams at 4 am are weird,they carry a sense of belonging with them.They are almost real,carved out of that wish which could never be fulfilled.This morning was no different,I visualized her crystal clear. I lived our last moment again. She was about to leave Bangalore,perhaps forever.It was me who didn't even feel like meeting her for One last time.For the first time she didn't argue.Because she wanted to meet me.One last image of mine which she craved for. We met at Sony Signal Koramangla.I waited for her standing.She was arguing with the auto Rikshaw driver over fares.She always did.Once she also negotiated with the auto Rikshaw driver by offering him a sodexo meal coupon.May be she was still a child at heart,which I could never see.She was three years younger to me.But in humanity,I feel she way way elder. I saw her with a new haircut that day,though she was an extremely simple girl and hardly ever behaved like