I reconnected with a college friend from my hometown today. The day we started college, I visited her home. There were only three of us from our native place in the entire college, and we three, along with our parents, moved into the hostel together.
She was my junior in school but my batchmate in engineering. I was surprised to learn that she had been divorced. I had always assumed she was unmarried. To make matters worse, she lost her younger brother last year. Life has been incredibly tough for her and her parents. Yet, she remained positive and cheerful.
It seems that life has taught our generation to smile, even during the darkest times. We spent hours reminiscing about our school and college days. On our way back, we visited our old school. I met my class teacher, Snehalata ma’am, and Pramodini ma’am. The school has changed dramatically over the past 25 years. A new block has been built, the playground has been renovated, and numerous statues have been added to the assembly area. The nostalgia was overwhelming, and we made plans to meet again on my next visit.
I wish I could visit more often and catch up with old friends. Life is truly enriched by these bonds. Nothing can replace the beautiful memories we’ve shared.
Sneha gifted me a handmade charm. She’s incredibly talented and creates professional-quality pieces. I’ve always admired her work on social media, and now I have one of her creations. I absolutely love it.
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