Urban Romance

Of all that we wrote:
I have one email.
One conversation.
But I got lucky.
It was the one where you said
That you had liked me, once,
kinda,sort of.
That was only seven years ago.
(the letter, not the liking)
the liking was so long back
before the twin towers came down
somewhere in between the 4th & 5th
Harry Potter books.
The world has changed so much, and so little.
There have been earthquakes, floods,wars,
America has a black President.
North Korea is still, as a friend said, another planet.
We speak of civil war in India now.
I grew my hair, cut it, grew it again.
I got contact lenses, ditched them.
I've climbed the Eiffel,twice!
My parents have become old.
Bombay, your beloved Bombay- well
I don't know how it is, it may be the same;
they keep saying that about that city,
how it runs all the time just to stay still;
I don't know. Seems the kind of romantic thing
that sounds deep, but what does it mean, really?
And-I don't really remember your face:
but i do remember paying Orange,
a now defunct brand,
an enormous amount of money
just to hear your voice.