Was I paused at that moment? That night in a bus riding home passed real quick with her. It was like a “Now and then” moment. I guess that’s because of her tender touch. How I knew that it is a difference of just few more hours to live my days in noisy city life and mountains are not we are taking home. A part of us wished to talk and a part of us was exhausted that we didn’t realize it was already 6’o clock in the morning. Now the difference of hours turned to two-three hours and my heart skipped a beat when I realised we will be together but there would be a million more between us to reach out to each other.
After an hour or two it was this smashing sun light on our faces and mountains were long gone (at least it seemed so). Knowing the fact we are to continue with different life styles but the same feelings for each other we held our hands tighter and squeezed fingers! I wish I could pause that moment and relive those moments passed with her again.