Bumped into someone I used to work with at Airtel , look up to her so much. I remember so much about her – where her husband worked (he owned a popular company in Nigeria). I think she had two sons. Not spoken to her in a decade.
She didn’t remember me. I introduced myself and she said she remembers my smile lol. Interesting that something I used to be self conscious about is my identity.
She lives close to me now. She got my number and got off the bus earlier than I did.
I had a weird feeling afterwards. When would I see her next? What’s the point of life?
There are millions of us and maybe we’re only meant to interact with people for a short period. In the story where we’re written, was it said that I’ll bump into her on this day, at this time? Why? Why her? Life is weird. It’s so random. I don’t know. I don’t have answers
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