Oh, what is her name?

“Oh, what is her name?” I asked my friend, as our walk ended. We watched her amble away, past my tower, into the next one.

“Shruti,” she replied.

“Right!” I slapped my forehead in frustration. “I was wracking my brains, when I saw her join us for the last round. I have spoken to her a couple of times, but totally forgot her name!”

“Arre! It happens to me too,” she consoled.

How often are we affected by these sudden memory lapses? Too often for comfort, I confess.

There was a time when I remem...