Delhi Diaries 3: Of Old Friendships

This post has been ebbing and wanting to see the day light (or more like my desktop) for long. But ah time! Wish there were 48 hours in a day....but I digress. So the third post on my experiences in Delhi is to a lovely one hour that I was able to steal with a really lovely friend of mine, who was kind enough to travel an hour and a half one way, to come meet me because I was a stranger to the city.

I clearly remember the last day of college, almost three years back, when we had gone to collect our marksheets, photos, certificates and other paraphelenia which were to become the longest lasting bonds probably with Xavier's (ahhhh Xavier's). That was the last time I had seen Radhika, someone I had shared some classes, some common thoughts and a lot of great memories with. We've been in touch with each other over the past three years via email and occassionally over the phone, but being in different cities, it had been quite some time that we had actually seen each other.

Meeting Radhika was like being engulfed into a warm memory like the one that comes you on a rainy day when you are curled under your blanket and can smell the wet mud. It helped me go back to a time, a phase of my life that I really cherish and in a way miss like hell. There were memories and there was catching up, but most of all there was the comfort of a friendship and common "heritage"...a fresh breath of air.

Thanks Radhika for that wonderful hour, I really really appreciate your gesture!