It was a lazy weekend over all. I planned to study some stuff, just to prepare for the interviews coming my way. That dint happen. Enjoyed the saturday, with my cousins. Sunday was a big day for two of my old friends, Jinesh and Chetan. I had both the weddings to attend.
Jinesh was my classmate and a very close friend in St. Josephs IHS till my 10th std. After school I had kept in touch with him, but intermittently. He was the only classmate from Josephs I had managed to keep contact with. Others were close to him but I joined the IT bandwagon and our ways drifted(all others studies commerce). It was great to see Hetal and Jigar after so many years. Though we just met for a little while I went into the flashback. I was reminded of my good ol' highschool days. Had a great Gujju meal and drove back.
Then I went to Chetan's wedding. I saw this guy after a decade atleast. I had no contact with him. He being an airforce guy was all over the country for all these years. I reached this wedding around 10 30 pm, when rest of the THS(The home school) gang was about to leave. Chetan was tired towards the end of the photosession on the stage. I thought he would not recognise me but I was surprised he recognised me at once. He looked like an emperor in his wedding dress. But, we were just witnessing the transfer of power from him to his wife.
The otherwise lazy weekend came to an end, just bringing back my childhood/teenage memories. I feel somewhere I have stopped growing and its like a reminder when I see my friends getting married, having babies and so on. Its time to get a little more responsible and mature in the way I deal with things. But, at the same time I feel the child within is an asset to all of us. The later the child goes the better. I am looking for more weddings and gettogethers with my old school buddies.