I was on my way to Virar some days back and happened to go from Grant Road. There's a famous Vada Pav joint outside Grant Road station, so popular that his inventory turnover ratio is really very high(in layman's term, the vada pav's get sold off very quickly) But I prefer the potato bhajiya pav there. It is very rarely available though. I guess I was lucky enough that day to get a bhajiya pav, garnished with his special sweet & sour tamarind chutney(Yummy!!!).
Suddenly a flurry of thoughts went right through my mind. I remembered those days when Pratik, Rahul and me used to regularly hog on the vada pav and bhaji pav while returning home from our SSC classes. The day when a girl from my private tuition passed me chit saying 'Kaho Na Pyaar Hai, ______________' while in class. The day when Pratik took me to the cyber cafe for the 1st time, despite the fact that I knew nothing about it. So many such incidents stood right in front of my eyes and most of them made me smile!!!
I belong to a group of enthusiastic X-students who get a chance to perform in the annual college event every year. We perform events like dance, drama and singing. I had my rehearsals for the same event and thus was on my way to Virar. Lost in the stream of those good old days, I could barely realize how soon I reached Virar, I mean its a 90 min journey from Churchgate, if not less. I was miserable at dancing(may be I still am but when I started I was nothing less that pathetic, trust me!!!). I remembered how Ameya was taking so much pain to teach me those steps, which I find quite simple now. How much patient he was with me when I was really pissing him off with my pathetic dancing skills.
There are so many such incidents, I can hardly narrate all of them. These are really special moments of my life. No one can take these away from me and those who shared these moments with me. I will cherish them all my life. Each time I discuss these with the one's I shared these with, I relive these moments. Ofcourse, I am not able to capture the finer details but nostalgia certainly does. And, you never know when nostalgia will throw up something at you again but whenever it does, it feels something we just cannot express in mere words.
Nostalgia, I love you.
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