Our teenage days...

  I just got a chance to see my 10th class slambook.It reminded me of those times when describing ambition was best topic to speak and 10 th boards were EXTREMeLY important.And future was all misty and mystic.We use to paint our future with lovely colours and even when adults warned that real world is different we still choosed to dive into our imaginations rather than paying heed to them.Everyone used to think we are different and acted and dreamed the same way.We were going to change the world and live life in a different way altogether.Promised were made to stay together,keep in touch and sacrifice everything for friendship.And most important Never Ever ever forget each other.Loads of reasons can be given for all those unfulfilled promises.I too hardly recall anyone names.. forget remembering incidences.That how life progresses.One thing goes and other shows up and you get too involved in new one to catch up with the later.Then one fine day you find yourself yearning for the "golden old times" and school time buddies.

    Back then LOVE was the only 4 letter word that kept everyone occupied, tarnishing each group or double discussion.It was kind of taboo, an enigma or as our elders used to describe"rush of hormones".But at that time all emotions used to feel so real,so novel-ish,so film-ish that we dismissed the notions of our elders.

  Now it all seems to be so stupid foolish to think but ya nostaligic.Everyone went to their own way.Hardly anyone kept in touch.Not with me atleast.

  I just got to see two of my friends with whom i shared tutions.We 3 rode our bicycles all over the Bijnore town.Dreamed about life beyond those gali -mohollas.The girl is in merchant navy now carrying a long distance relationship with a guy from 3 years and the guy is in Agra with a girl friend of 3 years who actually almost live in with him.Going to marry her next year.As they candidly told me details of their life I thank God i am not the only one.I wondered how similar is life of my old buddies to mine more than anybody around me.Was this just a co incidence.. some connection or result of our dreams which we desperately fulfilled i don't know.

  Sometimes you really can't understand life.It is like a geisha who'll show you something ..tease you to unravel it's mysteries ..never let you too close and leave you unsatisfied.The more you live more see..more you think and more you want to decode it...