Once we were friends

Amma said she had called Dada today. I asked her about what Dada said. It seems Dada happened to mention S……………S’s family wants him to get married, they are looking for a girl for him. This conversation transported me back to my childhood, memories of S……… a tall, shy studious boy, much older than me.

He wouldn’t chat with people but would chat endlessly with me…….. the games of chess and scrabble I remember them all. Funny thing this memory is, why do I remember time spent with S so vividly, while the time spent chasing my friends and being chased by them in return is just a haze.

I remember once S had told me about his plans to make a movie, I was delighted, cause I wanted to do the same when I grew up…………..and here was someone to share my dream with, I told him so and he said he knew, and that afternoon, one of the numerous lazy summer afternoons was spent in discussing the story and finalizing the cast………..  the young and their aspirations.

S do you remember the mischievous but shy girl whom you understood………she remembers you and some of her thoughts are filled with you.