The changing faces

                                 In IISc, on an afternoon solitary walk, Jan 26th, 2017.
Two of you appeared in the same frame
Whizzing past each time I blinked
The friends too
With vivid scenes
Of climbing stairs
And food
Uneaten;
The keys fell into the water
And never came out
The stairs finished before the landing
You did not stop, changing
Any of you, though
Would have been, just fine
For me, to hold onto.