Friday, January 12, 2007

Nostalgia

Friday evening... friends waiting at the PG for our regular over dose of bridge; wondering why life meanders while enjoying that hot sip of chai and puffing away to glory. Oddly, its been such an eclectic bunch of people clubbed together that their hasnt been enough time to glance over our collective pasts. The abscence of a drinking bunch can be a contributory cause too.

Today, I am nostalgic. I dont want to go back to my friends and tell them about my day. I wanna ponder about old times... Times when the only weight I carried was my own and not my worries. Times when black coffee was as important as blood in my life-line, when getting 37 to touch grace marks mattered more than the GDP growth rate.

It was triggered off by that awesomely historic Monday. My school, The University of Florida created history. We became the only school to win both NCAA basketball and BCS championship in same academic year and that too in routs. We kicked some big time ass and we were basking in that glory. The whole week after has been orange and blue...

Friends in orkut, sports website all remind me of that proud fact.. I am a Gator alumni...I have decked my home page, desktop evrything in memorabilia.... But more than the games and the sports culture, I am reliving the moments spent sipping beer watching Gators bite dust against Miami or the job shifts in preparation of those games.. Times have passed and memories are fading...

But then someday, Magical Mondays happen and they spread fragrance all over your cobwebed memoirs....

2 comments:

tear said...

hmm nostalgia is a very personal emotion and not everybody can understand and identify with it with the same intensity but all the same its beautiful to have a song or a place or a sport get u nostalgic life cant be the same always and things do change but nostalgia makes u want to go back even if for a short while

Sir Confusius The Confused said...

i can somehow relate with what you say brother...life has gone into this redundant never ending loop...repeating and repeating...with memories serving a sole driver to break the monotony...someone..anyone save us...