A Rendezvous

After a decade,

Happened to meet a student,

Astonished to be addressed as 'Madam'

It sounded so different!

 With an outlook never looked to be a 'Madam',
Felt too odd to encounter a student 

Yet, it is not about the outlook,

It is about the trace of true and naïve passion.

The weird memory dusts off all naughty and unruly faces,

But not the studious average student's face!

 He didn't even give a second thought,

Immediately a heart-felt smile spreads all over his face.  

He spent hardly 50 hours as a freshman,

He is a grown-up man now,

An IT shark in the corporate ocean,

Yet, he is so studious and respectful!

After the rendezvous,

The regret of losing the passion engulfs...
Being an unforgettable face in hundreds of people,
Feels so good!