You write and write and don't publish it. Mostly because you know it makes sense only to you. But no matter how much you try, building context would be both difficult and dangerous, which make me feel lazy, both. Hence.
From one became 2 and now it seems like such a long time.
Hopefully just like your old hills, it should last indefinitely.
Well if it does, then I'll continue to ramble every day about mundane and serious stuff alike, and calling names in loud interjections and then getting into that rut, hard to escape and then calling everyone by the same name as you.
Meanwhile you stay at charming. And since it's been a couple now, you should definitely slow down. And yet, slowing down would make things worse. It would make the distance and the philia almost painful. And pacing up wouldn't help either. It would rob off the relish from it.
Going back to that time in the trudging bus, sultry capital, the crowded streets of Mumbai, followed by solitary, the smashed nights, the fighting and depressing days, the few north-bound visits, the many south-bound visits and a couple to my sweet little village, I just cannot tell the difference between then and now. As I look back at those times, they just come alive, so visual and graphic but I cannot tell whether it was then or now? Except, experientially, I'm more seasoned. Maybe, I can predict better. Maybe I can be pre-empted better. May be not. But the hope is- it would continue. If it does, I'll be obliged.
But you always play down important landmarks and play up not so important ones. No harm in the latter but I propose to do great things with the former as well. I propose to plan better and have more fun, so that there's no boredom in my company ;) And stop throwing your moody fits, they're endearing but taxing. Or go on doing what you're best at, for more such time.
Anyhow, good to know you. In fact great to know you. You've made some waits, less boring. In fact, you may have been responsible for the former. Don't quite know. You have inspired but what's the point, you were the competition. I'd like to offer my fidelity but don't know if there's a need. But it's been more or less unresolved. When you paced the time around me, I'd just stare and when I was moving, time would start crawling. So it all finally amounts to...let' say a hill of beans :D
Later
