An evening with friends.

Well finally i have managed to convince my lazy fingers to come out here and type something about last saturday when i met up with the old gang. i wont say much, because it is hard to compress fourteen years of ones life into a single page. but its funny how fourteen years fit so beautifully in a period of few hours, infact as i write this stuff here, my mind wanders off into the ruins of the past.
words seem such imperfect substitutes when it comes down to putting feelings on paper, and right now i dont want to to spoil it by attempting to do the same. hence i'll just put up some pics of old pals of mine i met after a long time. feels great to see that all of them would eventually become some of the great brains in the country. it is really amazing and nice to find that the people you grew up with are doing so well for themselves, although it does leave a tinge of sadness when you find that you missed the starting gun but then the race is long..

pulkit, shino and me.


pulkit, parvathy, shino.