Friends never get old, nor does friendship

Last Week was a crazy one for me in all respects. Had a lot of pending tasks on my table and then some unplanned, unexpected meetings and some very pleasant chats were in store for me as well. The week was full of mixed emotions and crazy surroundings.

Due to excitement, still alive within me, I am unable to give this blog of mine a start which would probably reflect what I want to share. But still let me try and start in this way. Some of my friends call me often, some drop me a message, with some I chat of and on, with some I meet occasionally, many just call me on my birthday to give wishes. These all gestures look probably small but for me they are worth enough to be grateful to God for giving me so wonderful friends. It always keeps me excited and feel great about. With this let me share with you all, that last week, I met my old school friend after a long time, can say more than a decade and a half.

School times give us best friends of our life, as friendship is not conditional, does not depend on selfish motive. Meeting them again after being lost for a long time in altogether different and difficult world, is like meeting our roots, our innocence, a real you, which one forget often while struggling had with life.

And then all of a sudden you instantly plan to catch up with someone belonging to you, brings along a bundle of joy and memories worth remembering. An amazing part of our meeting was that the moment we saw each other, that was on a road side, we started moving, rather running, towards each other and hugged right there. We chatted for long and got connected instantly as there was not any time gap at all. Our conversation bought back all those school memories back which I will always cherish. I believe these incidences and memories boosts me and give me one of the reasons to smile and live. Nostalgic is the word, but the feeling I got just can’t be expressed in words, and can say that we had so much to catch up on!

And hence this day also added to the book of my memories. Thank you dost for bringing me this feeling of joy, contentment and reconnecting to my good old days. You are the one who inspire me write and smile today. Thank you once again.