Okay, not exactly a story.
This happened about 2 winters ago. Cooking was not yet my strong point. I was in a petty dilemma, whether or not to use a certain spice in a dish. I asked my then friend/ colleague/kinda sister figure about it. You know, people in our life to whom we might not discuss our life problems yet, feel close to them.. yea so she was one of that kind. I couldn't ask my mom about it, because it was late into the night in India. I couldn't possibly be a moron and wake her. So this friend was online as she is/was insomniac and she answered - 'add just more than a pinch'.
Now, every time I make that particular dish, I think of her. I don't miss her. I just wonder how she is doing. I guess, she was meant to play a role in a very confusing, almost-lost phase in my life bringing moments of sunshine and then move on. She had to be one of those self assured &cheerful people ever. Only few people knew that behind that upbeat, radiant face was an entirely different story altogether. We have no contact with each other even though we remain friends in Facebook. Even if I spoke with her, I know we wouldn't be like before. After the initial pleasantries, I'm pretty sure we would have nothing to talk about. We are both different people now than we were then..atleast I am. I hope she has found her peace.