Twenty years have passed – Twenty summers with the length of twenty long winters. Again, I hear the waters rolling from the mountain springs. Yes, I was right in front of the Milk Union in connection with some personal works. Most of my colleagues have retired but those young chaps, now in their early fifties, were excited on seeing me! And gave me a warm welcome. They wasted no time in getting my personal work done.
But, after that there was a long session of embracing me and telling me of those glorious days when I used to mingle with them during our short intervals. Oh, my goodness, they were so affectionate that they delayed my departure from that office for more than an hour.
I was in a hurry to leave not because I had some other important work to attend to but I wanted to hide my tears.
Bye Bye, friends – Best of luck… and off I went with tears in my eyes and laughter in between!