Ten years on

The most absurd evening was had.

Out of the blue, a schoolmate from ten years ago – GT announces that he’s landing in London, and with the stars aligning just right SJ announces that she’s free for the evening as well.

So we meet, after ten years. He belonged to the geek squad, she belonged to the charmed circle, and I belonged to the general nerd cloud. We met, and over two hours discussed various things of importance. Who had a crush on that absurdly hot English teacher. Who did who in which corner of the school. Which rumours flew fast and which ones died an early death.

All my life I’ve been proud of being the odd one out. But I wasn’t really. We were all odd ones out. We were all weird. All trying to fit in desperately. Normalcy was a mirage. It never really was true.

So we sat there by London Bridge. Awash by wastefulness and by nostalgia, years hitting our conscience one by one. Three people who had never hung out together, suddenly in a group hug, giggling.

It’s in that moment that you realize that your teenage angst is already over, that you feel calm and almost sleepy. Almost peaceful.We barely understood each other, we barely understood ourselves.

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15 Responses to Ten years on

  1. Kavi says:

    ‘Life is sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating’ said O Henry ! When you dip back to the past from the present, all that went by inbetween becomes translucent !

    And there is a magic in that distant past. Shaped by familiar voices. Of a lost time. It doesnt matter if those voices didnt sing together in that lost time.

    The song is in the togetherness of the lost last time !

    Lovely piece !


  2. I’ve been thinking for some time about whether I want to go for this re-union of some eight people from my school class… I haven’t seen them for exactly ten years now. I never knew this gang very well, and I was apprehensive about meeting them now.

    After reading this, I think I’ll go!


  3. Pearls says:

    I can relate. Its been a strange 6 months and I have managed to run into no less than 4 of my ex classmates/ college mates. Coupled with a kind of anxiety before I met them what you say- “It’s in that moment that you realize that your teenage angst is already over, that you feel calm and almost sleepy. Almost peaceful” Says it very well


  4. anand says:

    Ha i need to go back to chennai and meet all my friends…………. wah…..wah….. i have to wait for one more week…….bah bah…..


  5. I absolutely get this. Been meeting a lot of old classmates recently and though we didn’t share much back then, we have so much to talk about now.


  6. km says:

    We were all odd ones out.

    Well said.


  7. Praveen says:

    good one πŸ™‚


  8. Shefaly says:

    You weren’t all odd. You were all unique, just like everyone else πŸ˜‰


  9. Indyeah says:

    totally understand…going through this now…


  10. Prasoon says:

    This was nice to read. Am sure you had a nice time like you say πŸ™‚


  11. Sathej says:

    Thats really nicely written! Touched..



  12. Swapnil says:

    It’s always a pleasure to read your blog on a grumpy Monday morning. This post gives a nice warm feeling.


  13. prasun says:

    h!!that was so nicely quoted..truly a touching experience..well my coll has just ended..still fresh of all the experiences…but each and every day passed making me feeble in my memories of coll days..recently i managed to come across some of my gud friends through orkut..each time i chatted with them, conjurin every bit of past memories that i shared with them..well today;s era has heavily tightened the schedule of people infusing all kind of restlesness…singing with ur old friends can prove to be a relaxing tool..


  14. Divya says:

    Wow, this is something I’ve been saying for a while… We’re all weird in our own little way. Hence normal doesn’t exist. πŸ˜€ A really nice read πŸ™‚


  15. Yuva says:

    that’s mist of crazy life.. make fun memories.. and you are making one now for discussion yet to happen in future.


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