I met a boy in dhaka and as we both were solo travellers, we managed to spend a lot of time together. While parting, as the tradition goes, we said ‘see you soon.’
Last weekend, I went to Paris for some work and I was shocked to see her in the elevator. I screamed out of excitement but she didn’t recognise me and thought that I am just someone trying to talk to her. I doubted my ability to recognise, stepped back-foot from my excitement and calmly asked “Have you ever been to dhaka?” to which she spontaneously asked “Do you come from uttara” (That time I was living in uttara).
I somehow threw Yes out of my throat;