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Nostalgia...days gone by...

Over the last 2 weeks (really thats all it took!!) have been going thru this.. one day, random friend request from a familiar sounding name turns up... check and voila.. its an old classmate from high school! who directed me towards a FB group for our school, where just 2-3 other classmates were there. and that just set off a chain reaction...

now we're some 15 odd people and more joining in every day... and others who're not on the cyber networks but are in touch with a few..

How can it be that the simple event of getting in touch with friends of a different era can almost redefine whats the present status of life? The innocent friendships of those days are just such a far far cry from today's - where a whole lot of our 'friends' are driven by just the need to pass time or find someone to go the gym with or even as frivolous as have lunch with!!

beyond the sheer excitement of tracking each others lives, will this lead up to actual revival of friendships? or starting off a whole new one... am not sure... but who the heck cares!!!
for the moment am completely enjoying the return to innocence in my life.. i absolutely adore the deeply buried, almost forgotten, gathering dust - memories getting triggered every day...

once again - GOD BLESS FACEBOOK...

:-)

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Akshay Hiremath said…
You can say that again! Facebook has helped me get in touch with friends all over the world - my International School of Belgrade gang('83-'85), my Vienna International School gang ('85-'89). It has been awesome, and I've met about 10 of them, spread across the world, thanks again to Facebook!

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