I am more than a quarter-century old; which makes a whole lot of years to look back at during those introspective times. Yet, these past 4 years stand apart from the rest. These were not life-altering years by any means. I did not create history, I did not fall in love, I did not shatter any records …. What I did do was make a great bunch of friends. You know the ones really bad Hindi-movies are made of? That sort.
Time passed with them so quickly that I didn’t realize until a few days ago exactly how much time has gone by. Now things are changing. People shifting, getting married…generally moving on.
All of which are good things to happen. It shows we have all grown.. in our relationships, in our careers, in our lives. Does that make me happy? Of course it does. But not completely. Not absolutely. There is a lot to look forward to, but I can’t help and wonder whether we are leaving behind something that we will never get again.
Fun times. Times of complete idiocy. Quarrels that get blown into full fledged wars. Laughter that leads to completely insane moments. From the most inane conversations to philosophical discussions. Conversations that always meant something even when they were at their meaningless best.
Meetings that became a daily routine. Late night coffees that became a habit.
The child in me says thing won’t change. The adult in me disagrees. Things will change. For the better. Stronger relationships. The beginning of happily ever after for some. The start of a new story.
That’s my quarter-century maturity talking. I hate maturity.
3 comments:
let it start my friend let it start...let the tears come rolling from ur... Im looking forward to this new phase of our friendship but can't really let go of the crazy times we've spent together..I always get trapped in mixed emotions and loads of confusion...but it felt wonderful wiping my eyes after reading this....love our gang...may the bond remain intact..touchwood!!!!!
dearest boni,
i think you need a life and a box of jackson's tissues. i can understand a person getting nostalgic / reminiscent / emotional about episodes of the past that have touched our lives, but shedding crocodile tears on a stupid blog is an even more stupid act. seriously, get a life woman !!!
free the child in you, after all she is the more beautiful one....pure in her joys, innocent in her thoughts, altruistic in her actions! She's the one. She's you.
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