The End of Our Era

I kept saying that It is The End of an ERA !

Somehow, it just does not seem right. Is it really all over ? What happened to us ?

It was about leaving cocooned safe nests to become part of a world we only knew through our history, geography, sociology and economics text books. It was about being by ourselves. Away ! Yet feeling so safe that we had each other. Didn't we ?

We stayed together and planned our dreams and high lofty aspirations while deciding between Aiwas and Popsies. We would be the cosy bunch at late night shows and not attend the first hour ! Wait at the island and decide between Kairali or Le Cafe.
Wait for the out of townies to show how "cool" our city is and save up as much monies as possible to go to the Indijoes buffet or Athena !

It was about laughing at each others stupidity and then randomly getting all silent and quiet. It was about yelling and screaming. Fighting and arguing. Doors being shut loudly. Discussions and lectures ! Long smses and cards (sometimes).

It was about surprises, chocolate cakes and flowers. No high levels of dipsoness but lot's of madness. And drama - oh yes ! We didn't know what hazey purple nights were ! But we know that "The Rising" is not an English movie. We also know that it's cold on the inner ring road because - ?! Well !

It was about the bike rides to God knows where at odd hours of the days/nights. About reunions. Gossiping about anything and everything.
About driving fast. Almost breaking doors. Buses with bed bugs and being treated by Dr.Mamta for something that now seems serious.

It was about giving missed calls. Chota recharge. The black nikon camera and sooper fatness. The typhoid and the accidents. The "proposals" and the break ups.

Through it all we survived and lived.

So yes ! This is the end of an era. It is about being grown up and more responsible. Earning our own monies and not crying that easily.

While some are forgiven and not forgotten; some are not forgiven and not forgotten and the rest well - it wasn't meant to be. I'm here ! Always. I never left. I won't. So, I'll be waiting. You have to return at some point. You will. You must ! This is about us and it always has been about us.

It is. It truly is. Sigh !