A journey to the lost world

For recently wonderful bloggers all around the world are putting up lots of blogs on reunions, their teachers and many merry things that happened in their life now this raised the debate in me and now I am left with a question that whether am I scared of being nostalgic? Is there any term for this phobia? But time pulls you back no matter how ignorant you are isnt it?

Last weekend I was extremely busy in my current world but then somehow unconsciously searched for “my hand made” autograph book and paused for a minute flipping the pages of it which actually extended more than an hour.

I could remember every single thing that had happened around that book and surprisingly even though the book and the related people were easily 15yrs old I felt an urge to update it right away for the amount of changes that had happened for all those people in that book.

In no words I can explain you the gush of emotions I experienced, I was smiling, I was eager, I was guessing, I was worried, I was emotional, I was nostalgic and then I cried and cried.

The book itself had so many memories, Autograph book then used to cost 50rs and the lecture I got from my appa for asking 50rs for a book which wont help me in studies but only to collect the phone numbers and address details of my classmate still lingers in my ears, post which I had decided to use one simple book and turn it into an autograph book.I was so ashamed on turning a class book into an autograph book where as every other friend had somehow managed to get an autograph book which was very colorful and had nice details in it. 

Just then a dear friend had tapped my back and asked me to give it to her and the smile she had when she told' I will decorate it for you' never fades from my memory. And today when I am holding the little very colored book with small dolls drawn on every page also few questions which she managed to put it on every page of that book managed to pull out the first tear from my eyes...

Oh those passing the autograph books while the class was going, waiting for answer on certain questions like whom you admire or your first crush, to gossip among friends also admiring each others autograph book and hating the ignorance of boys in answering all those question just flashed in front of my eyes

Some who aspired to be doctors are today engineers, some are lawyers, actors, soldiers, ah none of this was actually mentioned in that book. When I landed on the page of one friend a very shy person in our class who spoke to none, I could still remember how much we spied on him to find out whom he kept staring but all our efforts went in vain and we couldn't figure out until we passed out from that school. After 2 years, one day I got a call from a common friend informing me about the sudden death of that shy classmate and to make it worse he also mentioned whom he had a little crush and how he could never tell about it to that person! Unknowingly tears rolled down my eyes remembering how I cried that day... and how his image never fades from my memory... hmmm RIP my friend.

Today its very easy to find a lost friend and most of them are also now connected via Facebook and other social networking, but when the name is told not sure why I remember only childhood image of all my friends instead of those beautiful profile pics.

Years passed many things changed today but such moments no matter how ignorant you are it still pulls you back deep into the essence of those days. If your eyes are moist remembering your friends, then please call them or mail them right away...

After lot of tears shed, because of this one hour of nostalgia I was again reassured life was and is very very beautiful and friends its must to take a journey to those lost world of your memories once in a while....
So go on that journey to that lost world...Bon Voyage

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