The
past few months have been enervating on so many levels. There have been good
days and bad days, days I’ve loathed and whined and wanted them to get over with,
days I’ve looked forward to meeting old friends which was reassuring on so many
levels that you still share the same camaraderie with them and that time,
place, job, distance hasn’t ruined the perfect relationship of insanity that
you were/are bounded with, to begin with :D
I’ve met new people, I meet newer people almost every other day and I know what itmeans feels like to just share a smile with somebody. I’ve met my old
friends, friends from school and college, friends I’ve recently made and had a
gala time.
Sometime back in July/August
I met my friends from Hyderabad here, who were in and around Delhi, kind of them to have traveled all the way to yellow line, just to meet me!
We had indulged in banter having laughed our lungs out. Since the common topic for us was *the job* we didn’t shy ourselves from indulging in disgracing the organization and mocking it :P
I also happened to meet my friends from college here. One of them is my tell-it-all-and-now-you-help person who was flying to pursue higher studies. And the other one, she ensures I don’t feel secluded on weekends and agrees to meet me whenever she is here and she does <3
Together we have been to a book fair, our love for stationery is mutual and we were two happysouls kids that day! She has been to my place as well
recently, and it was just like one of those perfect college days.
* And still Sometime back in August, whilst I was traveling back home*
I had reached early at the station, so I had decided to wait in the waiting lounge instead on the benches at the platform. Having spread my umbrella to dry, earphones inserted, I took my book and began reading, as I sat criss crossed waiting patiently for my train. Gradually the room began to fill and I felt suffocated, so I decided to take a walk outside, to get some fresh air and stretch my legs. Now when I came back in, I could actually see the faces of people who were sitting around which was of course not possible before as I had occupied a seat somewhere in the middle of the room, oblivion to who all have been passing along. I saw a familiar face from school. My guts told me it was she, but there’s always a doubt in approaching somebody, just like that.
“what worse could happen?”, I said to myself. “She would not be who you think she is and you would have to say sorry, make a fool out of yourself? That’s it. Just talk to her once.”
Musters courage and says-
“hey!”
“oye! Hi”
“omg! Cannot believe it’s you. It has been so long. How have you been? ”
“I am good yaar. What a great surprise!”
So we stood there, talking excitedly and updating each about our whereabouts when I kind of turned my back to see the other side of room and voila! I saw another familiar face.
I tell this to her, standing next to me and we were sure it was again indeed HER when we both called out her name on a count of 3. Now this ‘HER’, was dozing off in a corner, comfortably, with a laptop on her screen and was surely surprised to hear her name resonating in a room where there’s absolutely no chance of people calling you out. She was more than bewildered, switched off her lappy and came hurriedly towards us, shaking hands and hugging, exchanging pleasantries.
These two, were my friends from school, class 10th, and I was meeting them after 7-8 years!!! Our train had arrived by this time, so we decided to meet inside after having our tickets get checked.
<exchanging seats with fellow passengers could have been an option but we decided against it since it is almost more fun to talk in the pantry car!>
Despite having a long day at offices, each one of us stood there, for almost about 2 hours, talking excitedly, recalling about the school days and concluding that those were the best times and how NCR sucks < it is a fact, no offence to anyone, but take if you may, feel free> We parted for dinner and decided we would keep in touch once we get back.
Back home, I met few of my craziest friends. The days feel short when you are with them. It’s almost indescribable. You talk, then talk some more, eat, laugh, share updates, pull each others’ leg, show pictures, discuss funny incidents and conversations, curse a little, cheer each other up, scold, chastise, fight and hug and then talk a little more!
These conversations howsoever silly or serious that I’ve had, over texts, on calls for long hours, on meeting them finally, they have made me think. The conversations have inspired me, devastated me and above all have helped me push myself harder in the journey that I willingly have chosen. It has helped me sail through the world that’s not necessarily mine.
- For you all :)
I’ve met new people, I meet newer people almost every other day and I know what it
Sometime back in July/August
I met my friends from Hyderabad here, who were in and around Delhi, kind of them to have traveled all the way to yellow line, just to meet me!
We had indulged in banter having laughed our lungs out. Since the common topic for us was *the job* we didn’t shy ourselves from indulging in disgracing the organization and mocking it :P
I also happened to meet my friends from college here. One of them is my tell-it-all-and-now-you-help person who was flying to pursue higher studies. And the other one, she ensures I don’t feel secluded on weekends and agrees to meet me whenever she is here and she does <3
Together we have been to a book fair, our love for stationery is mutual and we were two happy
* And still Sometime back in August, whilst I was traveling back home*
I had reached early at the station, so I had decided to wait in the waiting lounge instead on the benches at the platform. Having spread my umbrella to dry, earphones inserted, I took my book and began reading, as I sat criss crossed waiting patiently for my train. Gradually the room began to fill and I felt suffocated, so I decided to take a walk outside, to get some fresh air and stretch my legs. Now when I came back in, I could actually see the faces of people who were sitting around which was of course not possible before as I had occupied a seat somewhere in the middle of the room, oblivion to who all have been passing along. I saw a familiar face from school. My guts told me it was she, but there’s always a doubt in approaching somebody, just like that.
“what worse could happen?”, I said to myself. “She would not be who you think she is and you would have to say sorry, make a fool out of yourself? That’s it. Just talk to her once.”
Musters courage and says-
“hey!”
“oye! Hi”
“omg! Cannot believe it’s you. It has been so long. How have you been? ”
“I am good yaar. What a great surprise!”
So we stood there, talking excitedly and updating each about our whereabouts when I kind of turned my back to see the other side of room and voila! I saw another familiar face.
I tell this to her, standing next to me and we were sure it was again indeed HER when we both called out her name on a count of 3. Now this ‘HER’, was dozing off in a corner, comfortably, with a laptop on her screen and was surely surprised to hear her name resonating in a room where there’s absolutely no chance of people calling you out. She was more than bewildered, switched off her lappy and came hurriedly towards us, shaking hands and hugging, exchanging pleasantries.
These two, were my friends from school, class 10th, and I was meeting them after 7-8 years!!! Our train had arrived by this time, so we decided to meet inside after having our tickets get checked.
<exchanging seats with fellow passengers could have been an option but we decided against it since it is almost more fun to talk in the pantry car!>
Despite having a long day at offices, each one of us stood there, for almost about 2 hours, talking excitedly, recalling about the school days and concluding that those were the best times and how NCR sucks < it is a fact, no offence to anyone, but take if you may, feel free> We parted for dinner and decided we would keep in touch once we get back.
Back home, I met few of my craziest friends. The days feel short when you are with them. It’s almost indescribable. You talk, then talk some more, eat, laugh, share updates, pull each others’ leg, show pictures, discuss funny incidents and conversations, curse a little, cheer each other up, scold, chastise, fight and hug and then talk a little more!
These conversations howsoever silly or serious that I’ve had, over texts, on calls for long hours, on meeting them finally, they have made me think. The conversations have inspired me, devastated me and above all have helped me push myself harder in the journey that I willingly have chosen. It has helped me sail through the world that’s not necessarily mine.
- For you all :)
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