Old pal

Yesterday, I met an old friend, from my school days, after 46 years ( he corrected my – I thought we were meeting after 44 years). I couldn’t help but thank my stars for this amazing and nostalgic occasion. Why? Because, how many of us are lucky to meet an old pal after 46 years? It presupposes a whole lot of positives for such a thing to happen – being alive, in good health ( because we dined together), in good position financially ( won’t we otherwise avoid such occurrences) and above all, actively in touch with each other (otherwise how shall one know the coordinates of other)! And what it results in is sheer delight, heavily laced with the nostalgia of the days gone by ! The conversation revolves around parents ( whom we fondly addressed as uncle and aunty), siblings, common friends, special memories – there was a deluge of all of the above! And time just flew off as if we were together for a few minutes and not few hours!

Life becomes that much more cherished with friends, more so with those, friendship with whom has stood the test of time, becoming almost ageless. It was a delightful evening that revived the old memories, becoming memorable itself in the process!