Wind Chimes

My fascination for wind chimes and lace curtains might never end! :-)

Back to Mulshi

I was almost decided that I won't blog for a really long time. But just couldn't resist sharing this.

Was back at Mulshi and fell in love with the place all over again...

Three Sides

"There are always three sides to a story, your side, the other side and the truth." -Anon.

Shadows

Serendipity

Our conversations haven't really changed. We still fall down laughing so hard that my stomach hurts and my eyes get tears... we get the weirdest and wildly funny ideas when we get together! After all the laughing, we talked about how little kids call us 'uncle' now and only that reminds us of our biological age. Otherwise, we still feel like we are just out of school. Not that we shirk resposibilities! :-)

My long time friend since my engineering days AK, had finally come to Pune like we had always planned... even though I had lately stopped thinking of it as a possibility...

We went to our friendly neighbour PK's house to play carrom board. I told her that he knows Marathi. They started conversing in Marathi when PK realised that he has a different accent. The place in which AK lives was mentioned and immeditely PK's mom said that one of their old family friends Mr.S lives there.

Later, back home, AK asked us, "Does she have an elder brother called A?"."Yes, but how do you know?", we asked. "Because my dad's name is S too and we knew a family in Nashik (when I was in Kindergarten) who had the same surname as PK!!"

Yes! PK turned out to be his childhood friend and their parents were great friends too. They had lost touch many many years ago...

Twenty years later, he got a new job, moved to a new place, stayed at his friend's place, met a neighbour who turned out to be the same kid he used to play with when they lived in some other town!!!

What are the odds of that happening??