She saw him staring at her,while crossing the lane...

she went down in her heart's store room...

where all the memories were kept piled up with burning fume..

She fetched up the one written friend o'er it...

and unfolded the book bit by bit...

it was covered up with dirt of ego and cobwebs of misunderstandings...

she cleared the dirt and opened the memory book...

and indeed gave it a blurred look...

as usual the memories memorized pained hell..

and he knew it well...

he experienced the same disaster..

once again their heart's were their master..

She needed to talk to him, He needed to talk to her..

good or bad, they indeed have gifted each other memories to remember....

it was the last of december...

he loved her...she loved other...

soon he knew...and their friendship was over...

she hurt him...though she didnt wanted to...

he hurt her...he desperately wanted to...!!

he was broken inside and wanted a revenge..

and seeing this her heart wrenched..

the result was obvious-

friendship-killed!!

trust-broken!!

friends-strangers!!

she soon closed the memory book...

gave him a strange look...

they passed each other without much ado...

what...??? this is what strangers do...!!