Meeting an old friend

Meeting an old friend is like finding an old treasure.
-Anonymous

Today I met one of my school friends. Nilesh Pachauri. He is a funny guy in a his own way. One of a kind actually.
We had been classmates from grade 10th to 12th and I must say he had made our class laugh like crazy throughout these 3 years.
He was in town (Mumbai) and had called me up and we decided to meet in Kurla (one of the busiest suburbs in Mumbai!). We were meeting after almost 7 years and I had this skeptical feeling throughout my way from home to Kurla on how would I recognize him. I don't easily forget faces, but 7 years is a long time! When I saw him at Kurla railway station, to my amazement, recognizing him was not that tough. I could easily recognize him at first sight. All the good memories flashed and came rushing to my mind. Same looks, same style, same smile, the only added feature were glasses and a weird haircut. Some people really don’t change at all!

In school I used to find it awkward talking to him for some unknown reason, may be because he was pretty smart and always had this innocent weird side of him dazzle everywhere which was overwhelming. But this time, I could interact fairly well as I could understand his sarcasms and the funny one liners. I was secretly proud of myself as on how I was able to communicate so effortlessly. I could respond to his humor with my wittiness. Later in the day we went to 'Jazz By the Bay' (one of my favorite Pizza places!) at Marine Drive. The awesomeness of the food and his company made everything absolutely entertaining. He told me all the stories of school of which I was barely aware in bits. Surprisingly, I was enjoying those comprehensive sessions of reminiscing the school days. Many times during the chit chat I found myself thinking, did I live my school days in incomplete enthusiasm?
We spoke about almost everything. The teachers who we disliked, the first benchers who always had this strange temperament, the examinations which were of least interest to us, our favorite hang out places, and honestly, all this was quite nostalgic.

Had there were a few more hours in that day, I could have spared more time and muse over about the good old school days.

 

Thank you my friend for meeting me again after so many years. I hope our friendship grows stronger in the years to come and may we meet up again sometime soon to update each other with exciting new stories!