AN OLD FRIEND
I bumped into Rose, my best friend from secondary school, on a busy street after three years. It was a total surprise! Luckily, I had some time, so we decided to grab a bite at a nearby eatery. While we ate, we chatted about life, school memories, and caught up on everything that happened since graduation. It felt like we hadn't missed a beat.
Sitting in that cozy corner, plates of food in front of us, we talked about the ups and downs of post-grad life. The place became an atmosphere for reconnecting, and our laughter filled the air. It was like we were back in secondary school, sharing stories and dreams. The joy of seeing an old friend made the whole day special.
A lot had changed about her and she made same comments about me. The once rough and stubborn Rose had become gentle as a dove, carrying herself with every sense of decency — maybe she finally learnt the right way to embrace womanhood. I remembered she loved acting like a musician back in school, "How many albums so far?" I chipped in-between crunches of food hoping she would get the joke, she paused and bursted into laughter, "I'm studying law now, I don't want to be a DJ anymore please." We couldn't help but continue to fill the air with laughter with every hilarious memory we could remember until there was no strength left for laughing.
As we finished our meal, we exchanged numbers, promising not to let so much time pass before talking again. With a warm hug and a wave goodbye, we headed our separate ways. Watching Rose disappear into the crowd, I felt grateful for the unexpected reunion. Life is funny that way, bringing people back into your world when you least expect it.
Sitting in that cozy corner, plates of food in front of us, we talked about the ups and downs of post-grad life. The place became an atmosphere for reconnecting, and our laughter filled the air. It was like we were back in secondary school, sharing stories and dreams. The joy of seeing an old friend made the whole day special.
A lot had changed about her and she made same comments about me. The once rough and stubborn Rose had become gentle as a dove, carrying herself with every sense of decency — maybe she finally learnt the right way to embrace womanhood. I remembered she loved acting like a musician back in school, "How many albums so far?" I chipped in-between crunches of food hoping she would get the joke, she paused and bursted into laughter, "I'm studying law now, I don't want to be a DJ anymore please." We couldn't help but continue to fill the air with laughter with every hilarious memory we could remember until there was no strength left for laughing.
As we finished our meal, we exchanged numbers, promising not to let so much time pass before talking again. With a warm hug and a wave goodbye, we headed our separate ways. Watching Rose disappear into the crowd, I felt grateful for the unexpected reunion. Life is funny that way, bringing people back into your world when you least expect it.
