Our Class

Our class in school was special. What we shared together is something, which will be with us forever. Our lives have parted and we have gone in different directions. We all of us are in touch with some of our classmates at various levels. Like everything beautiful in life I realized the value of what we all had together only long after those innumerable special moments. After returning from a coffee house about a fortnight ago, this classmate of mine and I sat in his car outside my house, talking of our memories of our time together. There are so many happy and pleasant memories. I am sure all our classmates in such moments, with themselves or with others feel that bonding to every person of our wonderful class. And at such moments the passing of time stops mattering and we can almost feel being together again. All those misunderstandings and ego wars seem so petty now. For most of us I think the reason that we had these drifts was because we all wanted time to freeze in the bliss of our days together, especially the last two years. Somehow because this inevitably could not happen, it became painful, leading to some of us loosing touch. But I don’t think any of us really lost touch emotionally or ever will. For me personally, I have finally been able to overcome the pain of being separated from my wonderful classmates. All I am left with is a feeling of tremendous gratefulness for having been part of this special bunch of people. Of course there are some of them I feel more bonded to then others in my class. But that does not make me value the rest any less. This whole piece might seem sentimental, chicken soup kind of thing for some people reading this. But if any of my classmates are reading they are feeling exactly the way I am. We all celebrate what we had and indeed still have. Life is long and none of us know where it may lead us. Like someone said change is the only constant in our lives. But as we live I am sure those of us who have lost touch, will rediscover each other and those of us still in touch will never take for granted what we have. And always will.