my comfort zone

Its a chill friday- Not really an eventful day- nothing much to do at work either,(well its the friday evening indolence, but u dont have to know that!! )I sat back with a cup of tea in hand thinking of the last month- Meeting up with my best friends who'd come down for their 'holiday in india'- happiness, a tinge of excitement, a dash of lost memories, most of all, cartloads of fear - worrying if i'd ever think the way they did anymore, worrying if i'd gel into their new found American life- were we really just a table apart? New friends, relationships, jobs, lifestyle-growing up in general -I had my fears- but then again moving ahead of squabbles, people and attitudes - despite years of separation and disconnect- i realised that somethings never change. Walked back in , tea still in hand, a silly grin accompanied.