Everyone I know has beautiful memories of their childhood. Ask them about one time in their lives that they would want to relive –it’s not going to be passionate moments with their lover; or the time they made a lot of money; or a period of great academic excellence –they would trade anything to be able to go back to being a kid again!
I on the other hand, have always been apprehensive about my childhood catching up with me. I could only feel a sense of irritation when some classmate or the other invariably tracked me down on Facebook.
You see, my life hadn’t been all beautiful and carefree as a kid, like theirs. I was sickly, weird, insecure and preferred to go on adventures with The Famous Five rather than hang out with ‘friends’.
So it was with some trepidation that I finally set forth to meet my schoolmates Deepu and Jaya, on my last visit back to my hometown. We hadn’t seen each other since school, almost two decades ago.
As you can imagine, I had somehow gotten trapped into this.
But as soon as I set my eyes on my buddies (strange that I already thought of them as buddies not classmates) I felt all warm and fuzzy. From being a curly haired tomboy, Deepu had transformed into a lady, and Jaya looked a tiny schoolkid still. There wasn’t a moment of awkwardness — it was as if the intervening 20 years melted away in an instant!
As the minutes passed, I was surprised at how accepted I felt, just the way I was! The other revelation was that I wasn’t the only weirdo either!
There wasn’t anything worth discussing under the sun that we discussed. We giggled together at the batty Miss Guptabhaya (who famously declared once, ‘I love you with all my breasts!’); the absent-minded Sir George; and sometimes at nothing in particular. Before I knew it, hours had flown by!
As I walked back home, I realized I’d been more ‘myself’ with them than with anyone else in a long time.
Since then, I’ve bravely met more long lost friends and acquaintances. Now my eyes light up whenever I hear the words – ‘Hey! Been a while… wanna catch up?’
This post is the third in a series of 26 posts that I am writing throughout the month of April as part of the A to Z challenge 2016.