Cappuccino, cribs and confidences...

Grey clouds, slight breeze, two girls in a single auto...
My hazelnut cappuccino, her berry iced tea....
My sandwich, her cheese melt....
My observations, her analysis...
The agenda - to talk some more, to talk till we can no longer delay going home to continue with our chores, to share whatever was there on our mind, to vent frustrations and laugh about them, to giggle over the moments of happiness, to crib over things which cannot be changed, to count our blesings, to bitch and to gloat...in short, a normal girls' evening.
Two limited hours of unlimited topics...
Few moments of unabashed confidences....
Some memories, some plans...
Some information, some conclusions...
Some humour, some hard facts...
A dash of sweet-sour blueberry jam inside a warm, buttery muffin...a heart shaped foam on a round cup of cappuccino...some floating berry rinds in an iced tea...two bright eyes, active hands, unruly hair, orange cell phones...

Glistening raindrops on the parked cars and trees and the pavement.
Two different auto rickshaws, negotiations, sudden acceleration of the autos in two different directions with two women, sudden fast forward from girl to woman.

Friendship - so utterly undefined, unrefined and instinctive...just like some evenings like these....