Deja Vu
Some things happen to remind us of the past. However hard we may try to forget the past, we can't. I was riding back home on my friend's, Ojas', bike after my college got over. On my way home, I saw someone. Someone so beautiful, she took my breath away. She was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. As I would know later, she was on her way home, too. I asked Ojas to overtake her. I wanted to see her before she disappeared in the traffic. He adjusted the rear-view mirror for me so that I could see her. I stared at the beautiful image for a long time. By the time I realized that I was bothering her, we changed our paths. We actually changed our paths after a few years. Five years later, history repeated itself. It was Déjà Vu. "What we learn from History is that we do not learn from History." Something similar happened. The rear-view mirror incident repeated itself. But I can't share the story w...