Just Familiar Faces

Just musing about the people I’ve seen again and again but never really known over the 30 years that I’ve been visiting Chennai.

Smiles, some bright, some hesitant

Sometimes just a faint flicker of recognition in the eye

Sometimes a happy greeting

Sometimes just a glance at a face that’s familiar

The faces, once young, now lined with life

Stories never shared or even whispered telling in those lines, smiles, greetings, and glances

We know each other and yet we don’t

We’ve seen each other and yet we haven’t

Moved along in our paths with smiles full of hope and good cheer, or just sighs of acceptance, resignation

These meetings of ours

Mere moments in our journeys, yours and mine, will happen again and again

Till you or I fade away someday