Mist of Memories
Revisiting past and retreating
The song of friendship and memories rang in his ears.
‘That old jeans… and guitar…’
Finally, it was the day. The day of a get-together. He was excited to meet old friends and teachers after a decade. Blissfully strange emotions were flowing along with blood in his vein. Each breath was like a fresh fragrance of memory.
Initially, he hesitated to attend the alumni meet organized by the university. It was more than fifteen years since he left the university. Everything was changed. From hair loss to weight gain, Pratik’s life took several twists and turns. In the tug of war played with life, he started feeling alienated with the world wherein he used to live carefree.
The change had changed him drastically.
'What’s the use of all this?’ thought he, scrolling down the message of invitation. A moment later, he visualized how he used to set out without a second thought upon receiving a short message from friends. A hidden urge to relive the past overtook his senses for a moment.
