It took me 17 years to meet two of my engineering batch-mates recently. In Houston. While having some really authentic Tex-Mex with AG and BK, I could still feel a level of comfort and ease...the freedom to talk anything...the freedom to make fun of each other with a certain sense of mutual enjoyment...notwithstanding the prominent greys and thickening glasses. A few moments spent together...but within those few moments...we knew...we could connect to a certain period of our past which was incredibly charming and spicy...like the food we were having...in that great city.
While countries and jobs changed, and expectation from lives kept evolving, yet something stayed miraculously intact...a bond which we shared and hopefully will continue sharing. A bond which has been nurtured by the strength of it's early foundation.
Many times, when we say goodbye to someone, we do not know when we will get a chance to meet the person again, if at all. I am yet to meet at least seventy percent of my engineering branch-mates post my graduation.
Not that we are not in touch. In the era of social media, remaining in touch virtually is never a problem. But that special real meet is so elusive..Do grab it whenever you get a chance....life moves really fast and the speed of time increases with age..
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