The first impression was not an impression at all. Just a person who walks into one's life to exist for sometime and then fade away. Somewhere along the way the talks made an impact. The thoughts were fresh, not quite like what was heard before. The force of character, though not obvious, reaches across. One had to sit up and take notice. Then little things catches notice. Soon, life is changed. One does not look at things as before. The way ahead is not straight. The scary by-lanes look inviting. When one realizes the destination is not written in stone ... Well, it's not even written on sand. One realizes any path is good enough. Going down that scary by-lane is no longer an adventure, it is part of the plan. One cannot reach the destination unless that path is taken.
Among all the good and bad the person brings in, the good stays on forever.
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