Will you think of me when you see the cows in an alley?
Or will you think of me when you stand atop the bridge with trains moving beneath you?
Will you think of me when you hear the crunch of the chaat we used to share?
Or will you think of me when you have more than enought chocolate to spare?
Will you think of me when it rains at 3 pm in the afternoon in September?
Or will you think of me when you sit in the metro with tears that won’t stop?
Will you think of me when you finally finish coding yourself into your laptop?
Or will you think of me when you look at the stickers filled with binary codes that speak only to you?
Will you think of me when you laugh?
Or Will you think of me when you cry?
But
The scariest question of all…
Will you think of me fondly? Or will you think of me…..
