I find adventure in being unsettled. Maybe that explains, how this trait got inculcated in me, by the needs of good education.


Although having spent my entire childhood in the same city, I had to change schools because, I was an above average student. So the need for exposing me to more competition! Well, I want to be honest, parents’ transfer is not the only reason for changing schools and for that matter friends. The one good thing about this was it made me a friendly person, wherever I went I ended up making lots of friends. The one bad thing about this is the mutual feeling of losing touch also became very common.


Sometimes you can lose touch within a household, then living in the same city and going to different schools/colleges is not beyond comparison. And it isnt an ego thing either. It just happens. As I said mutually.


But over all these years, with the advent of facebooking and orkutting, at least ‘being in touch’ isnt that difficult. I mean I feel this strange excitement when I find a school friend on any of these sites. I add them in anticipation of knowing more about what’s happening in their lives and how are things shaping up. But guess things are not as simple as it seems to the child inside. As we grow up we also get presumptuous, and form images about people. The feeling of simply connecting is lost over trying to project oneself as better than the other. And the mutual feeling sets in. You merely become an update for the other such numerous people with whom you lost touch. And oh, vice versa too.


May be there isnt much need of being connected. May be thats why we lost touch in the first place.


I recently met a very close school friend on facebook. I was in touch with her till 2006 may be, through random phone calls and random get togethers during my home visits. But then we lost it. Until I found her on facebook again. I was so excited to catch up with her for the 3 years that we had missed on. The hopeless optimism of the sagittariun took over to strike up a genuine conversation and by the time I realized it had become awkward, I literally had my foot in my mouth. Since then there has been no need for anything. We have mutually become the formal friends.


And why do I write about it now ? Because I find it weird, why the need to stay connected ceases. And even if we lose touch, why is it so difficult to re-connect. Is it the baggage that we gather while moving on ? Or simply relationships also become need-based ?


Whatever might be the reason, makes me think. And give it to my slightly neurotic nature, I am still thinking, whether to try to get in touch was a good idea after all ?


~nightflier


P.S. Inability to pen down anything for the better half of Jan, makes me post random drafts written long long ago. Have nothing against 2010 😉