United we stand
Sitting at a table for 20 people, I was extremely thrilled as well as intensely nervous. Why? Because I was meeting my school friends after 18 long years! Looking around, I was trying to match the faces from my memory to the actual ones in front of me.entertainment Updated: Mar 17, 2010 01:17 IST
Sitting at a table for 20 people, I was extremely thrilled as well as intensely nervous. Why? Because I was meeting my school friends after 18 long years! Looking around, I was trying to match the faces from my memory to the actual ones in front of me.
Many things had changed over the years and throughout the evening many questions kept rolling off my tongue: ‘Hey how much weight have you gained?’; ‘Your hairline is receding...’; ‘Oh so you are married?’ And then suddenly, one of my friends made a statement and in exactly 30 seconds I was transported to a different generation. All that this friend actually said was that he had a five-year-old son. Which made me realise I was officially an ‘uncle’ to a kid!
Though time had taken a toll on all of us, the one thing that even time couldn’t disintegrate was the spirit that we still retained for each other.
Together we grew up. Together we spent years laughing, playing, fighting, studying and eventually graduating to wearing trousers. (Getting them from your mum on the first day of Class 8 was no less than receiving the ‘PADMA’ at that age).
Together we shared the pressure, anxiety, strain and stress of taking our first board exams. Together we passed the hurdle and crossed the threshold that stood between school and college. And suddenly we were not together anymore.
We were all in different colleges, pursuing our individual dreams... And we kept drifting away from each other. It’s a shame that we lived in the same city and did nothing about it. It’s a shame that we could never find the time or a reason to catch up. It’s a shame...
After 18 years, without any reason we found each other sitting at a table, laughing, remembering and re-living all the old moments. It was so
fascinating how everyone remembered even the tiniest details of those years... One question: What the hell was I thinking all these years? I should have done this a long time ago!
At the end of the evening I made one resolution: Re-unions are a must. And I came to one conclusion: Childhood memories are laced with an anti-ageing cream.