The Batman review will come at some point this weekend. Before that though, I have to write about what I spent most of today doing. I started tracking down old friends from my high school/middle school/hometown. I have no idea why this sudden impulse to get in touch with my old friends (some of whom have also managed to migrate to this wonderful land of oppurtunity) struck me. It wasn’t as if these were really close friends of mine (ironically, I can’t seem to trace the guy who I sorta considered my best friend in high school, Rajneesh), but these were also people I went through all of school with, probably as early as 3rd grade in some cases!

More than reconnecting with people from my old school, which is always good ‘coz you can never be friends with enough good people, I think there was something more introspective and self-gratifying about the whole excercise. I had a wonderful college life, made some wonderful friends and have loads of memories to reflect upon for my 4 years in the U.S, I always felt a little empty because I had completely lost touch with all my friends from back home. Apart from Princess, whom I met the last two years of high school, and my cousin G.K, I pretty much had no connection to anyone else from school. It felt like although the story of my life was being written pretty smoothly, the base was slowly eroding from underneath me.

What is life if not for a collection of events, places and people that happen to us as we move forward? It is that tapestry of memories that becomes the building block of our identity, and the friends you grow up with become personal notes about all the good and bad times you had when you were becoming the man or woman you are now. Thus, I really felt like reaching out and reconnecting to all the people I unfortunately lost track of because of my trans-atlantic migration.

Plus, it is loads of fun to see how the kids you used to play with have become adults now, and to catch them at the threshold of the careers that will define their lives from now . This is probably the perfect time to try and rebuild lost bonds; every one of us is staring at adulthood in the face after going through 4 years of college, and it is fascinating to see how that period of self-growth and discovery have changed the kids I played with into the professionals of tommorrow.

I hope I will be able to find more lost friends, and hopefully not lose touch with them again; I need my footnotes from history.

Well, that pretty much sums up why I spent all night trying to search for more old friends; its 4 freaking am in the morning, and I have a cricket match at 9 am. That means 3 hrs of sleep if I am to get to the game on time. Bugger, as the English say. I guess recapturing history comes at a price!