My new poem, dedicated to all my long-lost school friends, especially Abhinav Karnwal, whom I met with Suraj Suvarna after a gap of 21 long years.
From a time of wild abandon, with not much to worry or care
Except, of course, of falling grades or hearty treats and fare
A time when even landlines were scarce
I remember how flaunting an email address was then a gasconading affair
Seems just like yesterday, but it’s been 21 long years
Wonder how we forgot, we never were the types who’d say “who cares”
From a time when seeing each other meant feeling our resonating heart beats
To a time when the heart now skips a beat while walking down memory streets
Prolonging the longing, our relations almost got severed
Thankful I am of the blessing the virtual world is, ’tis what got us back cohered
From being kids to having ones of our own
Life sure skedaddles and skids—21 long years it’d be, who’d have known
Thrones to some, to others mere tatters
Where friendship dwells, money hardly matters
Pot bellies to some, to others receding hair
Still remain a few things unchanged, sans threadbare
The unfazed warmth for each other, and the smiles in our hearts remain to cheer
Forever and ever, come another 21 or many more a year
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From left to right: Suraj Suvarna, yours truly, and Abhinav Karnwal |
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(@Geoffrey's, Saket) |
