Running into Ron!
Sharmila, PJ and I had just settled down at a table in Olde Blind Dog. The first place we went to had closed the kitchen but we wanted to munch something with our drinks. So, we landed up in this Irish bar near our old house. The bar area did not have three open chairs – so we took a table.
As we were settling down, I noticed somebody looking at me from a couple of tables over. I looked at him and then looked away. And then looked again. Seemed familiar. Almost like Ron with who I had worked nearly two decades back. But I did not think he lived in this side of town.
I looked at him again. He started smiling. And then it was clear as daylight … it was indeed Ron!!! He is still in the old company – he has been working there for more than three decades!
