At around 11 am one Tuesday morning
You remembered it as you were pouring tea into the cups. Or was it when you were hanging out the washing? You recalled the face you passed-by that morning. It seemed so familiar. Isn't she the one you went to school with? The same straight black hair. The oddly slanted eyes. Slightly bowed legs. And a congentinal inability to say the word 'yellow'. You bet if you had stopped her on the streets, pointed to your umbrella and asked her what colour it was, she would have said 'lay-o'. It had to be her, you were convinced. Until you realised that it had been 32 years since you left school. And your classmate would have aged in that time. Her hair would've turned grey and her eyes would've grown lines around them. Just like yours have. Ah, it's memory, you said to yourself. Never letting people from the past grow old.
12 comments:
awesome
It is a pleasure when we bump into old friends and realize that certain things good or bad never change.
How wonderfully you write...your posts are among the best I've read on the blogsphere...simple and touching.
Dear Ammani,
Brilliant. That is the only word i could come up with.
Came here via Tilotamma's blog and god. What a treasure it is?
With Regards
Narasimhan
from one ammanni to another ammani:
How true it is! We are all mothers of teenagers. But when we get together(rarely) we turn into teenagers ourselves much to the amusement of our children :-) who click away ferociously at the mothers shrieking with laughter at juvenile remembrences from the past! Thank You. I can picture all of my friends have fun and not aging a bit at all :)
Absolutely Fantabulous...Ammani, you ever thought of stringing your little pearls into a necklace aka a short sotry or a slightly longish short story?
:)
excellent!
i love ur quick tales! Keep 'em coming :)
beautiful
sometimes it is like looking at oneself in front of mirror where our memories fog the reality.
memories and cartoon chars.
loved this quicktale! totally struck a chord in me!! i keep expecting my friends to remain 6,12,17,20...i moved a lot while growing up :)
hello,my first time here.awesome blog:)will be back!:)
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