She said to her friend...
Good bye then!!
And her friend said...
"Life is long and world is a small place. We will meet soon.... "
But she believed in the opposite...
That "Life is short and world is too big. We will never meet again... "
She smiled to herself and remembered the same friend's lines... On a wintery morning... The fog you are seeing was never there... It's only your state of mind...
True that!! She wondered why she even looked for the fog...
She always knew it was never there.....all these years.....but it reminded her of her friend.... And she stuck to her belief that....that lone childhood friend of hers who had priced anger over her friendship must be also looking for the fog perhaps.....sometimes maybe.... She must be also remembering her whenever the winter fog must be clouding the window panes...and must be trying to smell the fog.... Just the way she had taught her friend when they were kids...
Or maybe that was just a belief... And the fog never even mattered...it just never mattered afterall.... And was never there....
She turned and told her friend.... "Goodbye"
