A Forgotten Friend.

A forgotten friend,

Once called upon me.

He wanted a book an information which I wasn’t able to give.

We chatted for a bit,

Then he left.

Soon he came back again few days back and thanked me for entertaining him and said that he had bought something for me.

It was a cake and on it was written-“For the old times”.


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