Ranjan suddenly announced last night that instead of his usual Saturday night trysts, he was off to a different locale to attend a reunion with some colleagues from a company that no longer exists but where all of them worked together fifteen years ago!

One of my old colleagues from my Bengaluru days is coming to Mumbai in April and has been trying to organise a reunion of old colleagues currently resident in Mumbai and Pune while he visits.

My daughter in law went for a girls night out with her colleagues from a company where she worked ten years ago.

I have been attending many reunions with my classmates when one or more of come to Pune and those here organise a lunch or dinner and invite the locals. Besides that, when I was in Delhi, one of my classmates there organised a lunch with Delhi classmates to meet up with me. We also regularly meet once a year at some resort or the other to which I have not gone except for one last year which was close by at Lonavala.

The point is that everyone seems to be attending reunions of all sorts all over the place thanks to the very important tool the internet being available now. Long lost friends are catching up with each other, and family and other associations are getting revived through such reunions.  I for one am glad to have been able to reestablish contacts with some old classmates and colleagues through such reunions.  How about you?

I Am Not My Story.


My dear sister Padmini tagged me with that image on her facebook page. You can click on it to enlarge it so that you can read all the content.

In yet another case of synchronicity, I had been to a lunch with my classmates yesterday and was pleasantly surprised to meet a new face among our group. VP was not our classmate but was a year junior to us and graduated a year later than us. We had shared the same campus during his first year and our first. He had been in touch with a classmate in Pune and so was invited to come over and meet the rest.

VP asked me what I did and in my usual flippant way I said that I currently spend my son’s hard earned money but VP would not take that for an answer and asked me what I did prior to my son started to earn and I responded that I spent my father’s hard earned money.

For my non Indian friends, a little background. You can come across this type quite often in our society. Completely carefree gents and increasingly ladies too, who can mostly be found in our many clubs nursing their afternoon gin and tonic around noon or their cocktails in the evenings before dinner time and would be lounging around in the club bars till the bars opened at 11.00am. You can occasionally find them in other places and if you do, you can count yourself lucky for having achieved something rare.

Jokes apart, I did satisfy VP’s curiosity but I was reminded of that episode again due to another piece of synchronicity. My friend Nandu posted this on his fb page!

Now all I have got to do is to become the story that I am not.