You walk towards the check-in counter at the airport and run into old connections, those you knew through old love. You smile at them, but know the lump in your throat will soon appear and make you falter on the next few lines. After all, he probably knows of how closure happened. You exchange a few words, still waiting for the lump in your throat, or fumbled sentences or even a sudden hot flash. But it doesn't happen this time. You think,"when did I become so cool?!" You smile, you don't feel the need to talk much further- you've done the minimum. You walk along, run into colleagues, laugh over coffee and talk about the day ahead.
Its no great accomplishment- it has been really long you know, but come onnnnn, its cute no?
On my flight to chennai-land, taking off!