BIRTH OF SANITY

Yesterday, I met a friend after ten years. Why am I writing about it? Could be because I am taking a break at work, but really I don't know. It was extremely overwhelming for me to see her and talk to her. We had ten years of "catching up" to do. We were inseparable from kindergarden till fifth grade. Something trivial happened and she stopped talking to me. It was shocking to know that she didn't remember why she cut me off. That period had a major impact on my life back then as I didn't really know anything outside of her. When she cut me off, I resorted to "rebound" friends who I couldn't give a shit about right now.

It turns out that both of us are similar in many ways. I shouldn't be surprised considering how close we were but then I wouldn't think of it that way as we were "young". Like Freud says, the first few years of a child moulds his personality. It consitutes the elements he will carry all his life. The other traits he acquires are obvious off-shoots of his core personality. I think, that way, both of us formed similar personality structures. We could relate to each other on every level in such a short span of our reunion. I, for one, remember every trivial detail of the past which apalled her. That, I think, essentially shows how important those events are to me.

We were talking about the time in kindergarden when we danced for "Brown girl in the ring" and we were sad we didn't get to play the "brown girl". We were random little girls in pink. Bleh! And about the time when we played cricket and the umpire (a guy) favoured the other team because he had a crush on one of the girls and more arbit shit.

Although, we were not in touch for ten years, deep down inside it feels like we have grown up together.

"Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose."

- Kevin Arnold