Don’t know why, but somehow, nothing touch me like small-small gestures of my friends do. Some friends call me after one or two decades, some send me message off and on, some chat off and on, many just call on birthday ie, once in a year and so on. Though appear like small things, but keep me excited and energetic for good amount of time and I feel great, life really worth living, grateful to the god for giving me such wonderful friends.

The other day, I was chatting with a friend , say after 6 to 7 years. He said, it seems we all friends are from some different breed altogether. Though time separated us, may be time has changed us, but for our friends we are same. We got connected through facebook say after 5-10-15 years. But we got connected instantly not only through a click of mouse button but through heart, as if there was no time gap at all. I totally agree with him.

Last week, I had been to banglore for a wedding function. I just mentioned that on my status and all my friends wrote me a message with their contact number that they would love to meet. Some are my school friends and some college. Nostalgic is just a word, but the feeling I got, just can’t express. I was feeling high for their response and also low as couldn’t couldn’t check those messages on time. I saw all after reaching back to home town. But one was informed by his wife about it, and he directly called up, and took all efforts to pick my family from bus station to his place. He was not in touch since 12 years. Few months before we bumped on eachother on facebook and exchanged our contact number. But after that again a period…and again.. All this really gave me a pleasant shock. I am still wondering, how this happened. But, this is the fact that it happened. Excitement has yet not ceased.

When time is so tough and so the life around, such incidents sometimes, really give you a boost and reason for living. Yesterday, one of school friend whom I insisted to make account on facebook earlier, called up. She told me that she is now addicted to it. Well, I know the reason, it is not facebook but old friends, they not only bring good old memories but also give us back our trust worthy childhood companions. School and college times gives us best friends of our life, as friendship is not conditional, does not depend on any selfish base. Meeting them again after being lost for a long time in altogether a different and difficult world, is like meeting our roots, our innocence, a real you, which one forget often while struggling hard with life. On top of it, my hubby and my next generation that is my son too meet my childhood. My son do feel excited when I make him meet my old friends, and also feels more excited when he meets next generation of my friends ie, their children. He develops friendship with them, and that add on my happiness and make my roots more strong … to more happiness.

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