Jan 19, 2007
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.
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well somethings are not meant to change.. for good..
and thats what makes my comfort zone...
Nice !!!
Should say i experienced similar episodes- although, as you put so nicely, i was the one that was a table away.
Comforting and reassuring to find out that people we left in India feel the same way, generally...
Ram
(Just felt like commenting although i dont know you)
I'm just glad that i'm not alone- to know that a few other ppl feel the same is, to say the least, reassuring.
The feelings of uncertainty about where the friendship has gone, and whether you even have anything to share with the other person anymore - these have been nicely captured.
Yeah, like they say in the Matrix series, some things never change.
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