DOWN THE MEMORY LANE:
It was a pleasant surprise when my friend from my school days sent me my school days photo . As per my No-Nostalgia policy I never kept any of my childhood photo. He sent me photos from my 4th, 5th and 10th class. Its amusing to see myself and others . Now that I am 6 feet with V shaped facial structure , its funny to see myself so small n tiny with 100% round gulab jamun shaped face. In fact identifying myself would have been difficult had not been my thick glasses. The natural evolution and growth from 4th to 10th class is fascinating(in 10th class , we were of impression that we were fully grown men). There were so many tiny tots in the photographs whom I hardly remember. All people whom I grew up with but now looking back I couldn’t even remember few of their names.
Just for a moment, I tried to go back into past to remember my classmates but all I faced was huge mental block . Like in Bournes trilogy` I tried to re collect the past but with no avail. Like expert surgeon, I tried to cut through the hidden and forgotten debris in my depths of memory. I remembered nothing except few scraps of memory..some flashes of past from here and there . and that’s it. Nothing more. Occasionally I was able to figure out a name of a person.
I wonder where all these people are...friends,teachers etc..i rember one day as i was reading newspaper, i saw the obituary of my 5th class school teacher. wheels of time we can say surely catches up everybdoy. Wonder what everyone are doing. Wonder if they remember any of our classmates. Will I meet them again. Thanks to web technology, I know 2 classmtes who are on FB .Its funny in age of FB,Twitter, and shopping malls..there is every chance of meeting your long lost friend or bump into old acquaintance. Other day my boss who failed to offer proper service to client was trying to mollify tired client of ours. He made N number of rounds yet his loan was not through with fault from our side. To divert his anger, my boss start asking some personal questions. After many questions, both got shocked with each other as they discovered that they were school mates 30 years ago . now imagine this, meeting after 30 years ….now that’s what is Life is all about. Full of surprises and excitement.
till next update...keep smiling and stay blessed..sayonara
It was a pleasant surprise when my friend from my school days sent me my school days photo . As per my No-Nostalgia policy I never kept any of my childhood photo. He sent me photos from my 4th, 5th and 10th class. Its amusing to see myself and others . Now that I am 6 feet with V shaped facial structure , its funny to see myself so small n tiny with 100% round gulab jamun shaped face. In fact identifying myself would have been difficult had not been my thick glasses. The natural evolution and growth from 4th to 10th class is fascinating(in 10th class , we were of impression that we were fully grown men). There were so many tiny tots in the photographs whom I hardly remember. All people whom I grew up with but now looking back I couldn’t even remember few of their names.
Just for a moment, I tried to go back into past to remember my classmates but all I faced was huge mental block . Like in Bournes trilogy` I tried to re collect the past but with no avail. Like expert surgeon, I tried to cut through the hidden and forgotten debris in my depths of memory. I remembered nothing except few scraps of memory..some flashes of past from here and there . and that’s it. Nothing more. Occasionally I was able to figure out a name of a person.
I wonder where all these people are...friends,teachers etc..i rember one day as i was reading newspaper, i saw the obituary of my 5th class school teacher. wheels of time we can say surely catches up everybdoy. Wonder what everyone are doing. Wonder if they remember any of our classmates. Will I meet them again. Thanks to web technology, I know 2 classmtes who are on FB .Its funny in age of FB,Twitter, and shopping malls..there is every chance of meeting your long lost friend or bump into old acquaintance. Other day my boss who failed to offer proper service to client was trying to mollify tired client of ours. He made N number of rounds yet his loan was not through with fault from our side. To divert his anger, my boss start asking some personal questions. After many questions, both got shocked with each other as they discovered that they were school mates 30 years ago . now imagine this, meeting after 30 years ….now that’s what is Life is all about. Full of surprises and excitement.
till next update...keep smiling and stay blessed..sayonara
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