Will you walk with me.

It was a freezing December evening in Delhi. We were having our daily evening walk- sharing everyday aches. But all of it was about to end.

‘Can we go little further? Just a little more. Till the end of that flyover.’

‘No we can’t. We have to get back as well’

I didn’t reply to that. I stood silently. Stared at her face for few moments – not with anger or disappointment but with a question – and then turned back. I wasn’t questioning her. That couldn’t be. In those few moments I questioned myself. I realized a difference – between her and me; Or between everyone around and me.

I never planned for way back.   

I still never plan a way back. Will you come for a walk with me?

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