It was around 9 at night,
the city was loud,
but our hearts were quiet.
Funny how strangers at work
stay strangers for months,
and then in just ten days
one person becomes your peace at work
Among deadlines and tired smiles,
he became my constant support,
my steady space in this noisy world.
That night Mumbai was calling him,
his native place,
so far from Hyderabad,
so far from “us”.
We stood there,
not knowing if fate would let us meet again or not,
holding words so heavier than suitcases.
I wanted to say so much,
how he mattered,
how he changed my days,
how empty work would feel without him,
but my lips chose trembling silence.
He whispered,
“I’m just a call away whenever you need me.”
But distance doesn’t listen to promises right!!
it only listens to miles.
Nothing more than simple friendship,
yet miles made ten days feel unfinished
No fake promises,
no dramatic goodbyes,
just two hearts
not ready to let go each other
Then his rapido came,
like fate ringing the bell too soon
He looked back,
eyes shining with unshed tears
smiling through ache,
and disappeared into night.
Mumbai may took him away,
but Hyderabad still holds his memories.
He left with his dreams and plans,
and here my workdays lost their quiet strength.