The mail arrived three days ago.Well not really a mail..more of a facebook message.Funny that a networking site that I hardly even use would surprise me this way! I knew her when times were different.When I was a foot shorter.. when she had freckles and a pony...when I believed that maybe I could iceskate! When we were both on a different continent...

Eleven years have passed since.Eleven turbulrnt years.Eleven long years.Eleven thousand changes.Eleven million things still the same...

Her mail brought back a whirlwind.. All memories of a life that seems unreal now.Running thorough knee deep snow with her to catch the tram.Tiptoeing myself to reach her height.Hot chocolate and cheese cakes.Pictures plasters with grins.. grins with teeth missing..Chrismas carols.. and me the sheep in the birth of Jesus.Then Goodbye.. promising to be friends still..Back in my country, all the memories of running to the postman to see if he had her letter.On my lucky days,dipping the envelope corner in water and saving the stamp...

But as I said eleven years is a long time.. the frequency of the postman ringing the bell went down.So did my cravings for them.Our lives were too different to be interwined..There were still times that I wrote to her,but answers didn't come.I lost her....Until three days ago.

She said she's going to visit India this summer. Again a pocket of time together on a different continent... eleven years... a different medium...yet the letter arrived..and the smile on my face is still the same.