My own childhood memories are now intertwined with those of my children. The other day my daughter and son were so excited and totally engrossed in making friendship bands for their friends. Friendship Day was not popular in our school days though Valentines Day had already become a rage then.
Both of them made around fifty -sixty bands with such love and finesse that I could not help but admire their innocence; thogh the room was a complete mess.Coming back from school yesterday,she showed me some bands that were given to her by friends.Her excitement knew no bounds.Her attachment to her friends inevitably reminds me of my new found love of Facebook.where I have found my classmates.Most of them were just mates then;but now they all seem so very important,sometime more than even my daily chores and responsibilities.
My nine year old daughter watches my excitement of talking to long lost friends with a little bewilderment and non-chalance.The other day she asked me "Mamma,will I also loose touch with my friends when I grow up?"I felt a lump in my throat but explained to her the inevitability of losing out few friends and acquaintances as we grow up.Part of growing up I suppose,but such innocent queries do stir me up and make me nostalgic.
This is my first blog.....so may be I had to talk about my kids.....the love and purpose of my life.....and friends......my new found love.
Reading your blog reminds me of the poem we were taught at our school - 'Mera Naya Bachpan' by Subhadra Kumari Chauhan. Then the meaning of the poem was what our teacher taught us. But reading it now we feel connected & has the same essence as what the opening line of ur blog says.
ReplyDeleteThnx to facebook for reuniting us with our schoolfriends. As you said....."they were just mates then; but now all seem so important....." I would like to quote a quote -
"Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, but somewhere in the middle we've become best of friends."
impressive write up..thanks
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