Eight long years and here we are.. Never thought of that it would actually take so many days when I'd really get to see some of my best friends from school days.. Though we'd been in touch but being together for real... it took more than eight years to be.. All our teenage memories were revived..
The prolonged discussions on meaningful & meaning less topics, playing stupid pranks on class-mates, annoying history and other boring teachers, singing & whistling sitting in the last bench, fighting for lunch boxes, sneaking out of boring classrooms, bunking lectures, combined studies, hanging out together after school, going to tution classes together, golgappe, masala dosa at Madrasi canteen, Bombay sweet mart chat, chit-chatting & gossipping about recent crushes, best movies we liked, movies we'd like to see.. guys we wanted to/ hated to talk to.. gals we loved to bitch about..all those things came alive in a second..
They were so very true..we fought, we loved, we talked to eternity, we'd been there and loved every fraction of the silliness we could have been and now we are into different world with different responsibilities... OMG am I too old now was the thought that struck me immediately.. I loved my teens, I wanted them back desparately, I wanted to live every moment of it again, yet all I could do at that moment was cherish the memoirs that were embedded deep within the heart..
You always hear from people "gone are the days that never come back, and all you are left is the memoirs they leave to you".. I could really feel every inch of it.. It was such awesome fun.. And when this fun filled weekend was coming to an end and I had to say bye to my friend, again a feeling of gloom and despair came over me.. Lot of thoughts waved across my mind together.. Are we meeting again? Will we be sharing the same space as we once used to? What has future got for us in its kitty? And God knows what?? Amidst all these thoughts still I was full with happiness to the brim.. I knew that what it was once can be relived again (ofcourse in a different manner this time).. But at the end all that mattered was being together... :)
The prolonged discussions on meaningful & meaning less topics, playing stupid pranks on class-mates, annoying history and other boring teachers, singing & whistling sitting in the last bench, fighting for lunch boxes, sneaking out of boring classrooms, bunking lectures, combined studies, hanging out together after school, going to tution classes together, golgappe, masala dosa at Madrasi canteen, Bombay sweet mart chat, chit-chatting & gossipping about recent crushes, best movies we liked, movies we'd like to see.. guys we wanted to/ hated to talk to.. gals we loved to bitch about..all those things came alive in a second..
They were so very true..we fought, we loved, we talked to eternity, we'd been there and loved every fraction of the silliness we could have been and now we are into different world with different responsibilities... OMG am I too old now was the thought that struck me immediately.. I loved my teens, I wanted them back desparately, I wanted to live every moment of it again, yet all I could do at that moment was cherish the memoirs that were embedded deep within the heart..
You always hear from people "gone are the days that never come back, and all you are left is the memoirs they leave to you".. I could really feel every inch of it.. It was such awesome fun.. And when this fun filled weekend was coming to an end and I had to say bye to my friend, again a feeling of gloom and despair came over me.. Lot of thoughts waved across my mind together.. Are we meeting again? Will we be sharing the same space as we once used to? What has future got for us in its kitty? And God knows what?? Amidst all these thoughts still I was full with happiness to the brim.. I knew that what it was once can be relived again (ofcourse in a different manner this time).. But at the end all that mattered was being together... :)
