The talks

Each time we had a conversation, the typical phone call will go something like : how are u and how are u, then comes hows weather there and weather here..
A lot of times i felt its all stupid and of course the frequency with which we used to talk varies from once in a week or two to three days. so neither of us had a big concern, both feeling happy about the talks. Ya after the weather talk, it comes back to the life and its issues, how friends grow and how they are misunderstood, cherished, lived with. Being a patient listener, i had my ears (yaa both of them ) busy everytime i had a conversation with her.
I just dont understand.. but it felt good whenever i had a chat and i wont mind telling her that i am liking the talks and she wouldnt mind replying back me too.
Whether its the emotion that no body was there with me or whether it was an emotion i just kept alone all the time, but this felt a real good talking to you madhu.

One such instances that i shall keep in mind forever.. The place where i work is around 5 kms from my room. Everyday i had to catch a bus to get back to my place and change the bus on the way.(that was before my darling leopard came). That day i just felt like i should not take the bus. It started drizzling. Hosur being as cool as bangalore, had showers pouring in at that time. Coincidental or just fate, i had a call from madhu. I still remember walking in that rain with my comapny uniform drenched, talking on my moto pebble and walking along the side railing of the road with a beautiful view of small lake and sun set. The talk lasted around 45 minutes( all the walk from hosur to room.) And what we talked about?? as far as i remember , what are the good things in life that have happened.