it has been weeks since I met my friends… it was after the last exam, we all went to the movies.I can still hear some of us whispering then, that this is probably the last time we are all together.But never once i believed in that, then.
I knew that we will continue to meet may be not on daily basis but definitely once if not twice a week.Its has been nearly two months….i have met few of them but we all have not been together since then. Every weekend we plan our reunion but someone always has some chores that demand immediate gratification. Sometimes its me but most of the time its them.
I meet my cousins not much more than once in a year or two but it doesn’t pinch as much as a few weeks of separation from friends. To say that friends are chosen and relatives are given would be a cliche and to point out that ‘milney ka maza to intezaar main hai’ (the pleasure of meeting lies in the wait) would be too much melodramatic. But all these things make so much sense now. Now, I can understand the feelings that ran through someone’s heart when they met there friends after months or years let alone weeks.
Even today we were planning something but just as inevitable as one thing can be, work and prior commitments came in the way.We do understand that we are grownups now, and it’s our time to bear the burden that are responsibilities,but i wish for once… .
I know i am not the only one to be going through this, we all have at least once in our lives had these confused,sad and angry feelings, but these are taking a hefty toll, especially on this kid who lives at home and keeps on asking the same question where’s the party tonight?