Small Story 554.
Pondicherry Encounter
Ram had come to Pondicherry to visit the daughter of one of his close friends, who was studying at Jawaharlal Institute of Postgraduate Medical Education and Research. After meeting Asha and having lunch with her in the canteen, Ram stepped out, feeling content.
As he walked away, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.
“Hey, how are you, Ram?”
The voice was beautiful and familiar. He turned around in surprise—and there she was. Sophia.
It had been twenty-five years.
Ram’s mind went back to the day he first met her at her uncle’s clinic. Her uncle was a renowned surgeon, and at that time Ram was working for a pharmaceutical company. Sophia had just arrived from Chennai to visit her uncle. She had been young, curious, and full of ambition.
Back then, she had told him she had completed her BSc and wanted to study further. Ram had casually advised her, “If you’re interested, go for BPharm and later a postgraduate degree. It has good opportunities.”
Now, standing before him after all these years, she smiled warmly.
“I never expected to see you here after twenty-five years. You’ve changed!”
Ram laughed gently. “That’s true. I’m 70 now, retired, and settled in Bengaluru.”
Sophia’s eyes sparkled. “I followed your advice, you know. I completed my MPharm and now work in quality control at Merck in the USA.”
Ram felt a quiet pride. “I’m so happy to hear that. You’ve done very well for yourself.”
She continued, “I came to attend my friend Kalpana’s sister’s wedding in Cuddalore, and thought I’d visit my uncle here too. Next week, I’ll be coming to Bengaluru to see another friend before returning to the USA with my children. My husband works with the FBI.”
She handed him her number. “Please stay in touch. I’d love to visit your family.”
“Of course,” Ram said with a smile. “My wife will be happy to meet you. My daughter lives in Atlanta.”
They both paused for a moment, absorbing the unexpected joy of the reunion.
“My train leaves in an hour,” Sophia said. “Take care.”
“You too,” Ram replied, handing her his card.
They parted with warm smiles, hearts full of gratitude.
Sophia walked away feeling deeply thankful. Meeting Ram after two and a half decades had reminded her of a simple piece of advice that had shaped her life. In many ways, she felt that her success today was partly because of that kind and thoughtful gentleman she had met long ago.
K.Ragavan
19-3-26