Meeting "old" people

More like time-wise, than age-wise.

This past week was very exciting but that was only inside me. Outside it was just a normal week, nothing extraordinary. But inside me, I was smiling, laughing, jumping with joy, and feeling so excited I couldn't contain it.

I got in touch with some long lost classmates. Mind you, they aren't my best friends or anything but still, we shared a connection, we shared memories, we shared childhood, we shared the crazy teenage years. We went to school together (5th standard through 10th) and then college. Well, not really college but for us 11th-12th were sort of like college because we changed schools then. I got in touch with some of the brightest girls from my batch and some very sweet, others were just my classmates that I rarely interacted with, but that didn't matter. What made it so much fun was to be in touch with them 15 years later. Most of them are now happily married and settled, some doctors, some engineers, some pharmacists, and others I'm still finding out. It was like we were virtually in one room together and chatting away, sharing who was in touch with whom, who got married, who isn't, who has how many kids and what they do for living, where they live... too many OMG! OMG! moments.

I also got in touch with someone who helped save my life once. It was blessing to get in touch with him after 18 years. It just made me feel so grateful once again, for this life and reminded me of the fact that in life, what people remember are things like your attitude, your behavior more than anything else. It is how your actions leave a mark behind for someone to change their lives forever. This person has touched the lives of my family members and I such a way that can not be described. I can never be more grateful to him than I am today and will always be for the rest of my life. I was so happy to talk to him and find out how he was doing, how happily settled he is with his family. God, please bless him and his family always.

Why am I writing this? I had been thinking... you know how young kids are, remembering silly things and holding grudges and not letting go… oh wait, it's not just kids, practically anyone and everyone does that, but I used to be like that once and there were times when I didn't get along with a few of those classmates. When I got excited to meet them, I was reminded of those certain old times. It got me thinking, do I care to remember about how and what we argued about back then? Or do I just be happy to make new friends out of them? I think I choose the latter. :) I am so happy today to be back in touch with those people and wish I get to meet more childhood friends.

Oh yeah, and I also got to reconnect with some old neighbors!! :D