In her beautiful writing Surabhi had scribbled lyrics of songs.
We used to hum, stealing some moments in school ..Assamese, Hindi and well.. one in English as well!! No CD,s , audio cassettes, all copied from the umpteenth broadcast in radio.
The Trio...Surabhi, Luna and Me. Long forgotten zealously guarded Surabhi,s 'friendship' scrapbook ( with Leander Paez cover) in some sentimental farewell moment presented to me...
Days of school began breathing through the stale yellow pages, long lost friendship outweighed by husband, kids, families..struggles to speak of her existence...
Are you two listening...
Written under the Micro Fiction genre for IBL
Written under the Micro Fiction genre for IBL
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