Met Ankur, Prasanna and Paresh this last Saturday.
Had a lot of fun…but I must admit I was also a bit sad.
There is something about meeting old friends, exchanging notes on who is doing what, gossiping(if that is what you call it)…it makes you look back at how you were when you were with them.
It was great to meet them because very rarely do you get a group of friends together that can understand precisely what I am going through…undoubtedly my closest friends.
The same jokes were back, the mimicry, the leg pulling over how sincerely I attended 12th std classes while these ppl goofed off.
It reminded me of those days 6-7 years ago…the innocent belief that if you were smart, worked hard then luck would not play a role…that doing beautiful mathematics was the purpose of life, that physics was the highest in intellectual endeavour.
Where is that cheerful belief, that innocent confidence??
It takes old friends to remind you of who you were, who you are and what you are turning into.
Maybe I can prevent the cynicism from creeping into me any further.
Maybe I can find my ‘Return to Innocence’
Last September Ankur wrote this.
I can identify with the emotion…Thanks for everything guys!!
An old song that fits the mood …
“Koi lauta de mere beete hue din”.