Jaane kyon dil jaanta hai…tu hai to I’ll be alright!!!

Dear Friends…

I am on Pune expressway in my car and writing this…the FM is playing in the background and so as please excuse to find some random lines popping up in the midst of this short essay.

So here it goes…

Friday was an extraordinary day because I met you guys at Sports Bar.

14 years passed since we graduated but it felt as if we were re-assembling in college after a 3-month summer training. The 3 hours spent together were refreshing, really refreshing - I mean it. Everyone was cool, wild and whacky - as they have been since when we knew each other.

(Ghode jaisi chaal, hathi jaisi doom…O saawan raja kahan se aaye tum???)

If somebody had told me in 1995 that I would never work for a single day in advertising and would be working in education 14 years later…I would have smirked. And who would believe that Manish would be managing India’s biggest superstars or that Nidhi would be managing Unilever brands and that Sam would be a Professor of Social Marketing in Canada and that Vandy would be training to become an IB School teacher!!! Coool….!!!

What was even cooler was the fact that there were absolutely no airs or discussions about jobs, designations or salaries. We met like true blue lukkas, exactly as we were 14 years back. Felt like nothing has changed really.

So what did we talk about? Here’s a sampler…

Maly and Manish – The music is so loud…lets get out of here!!!

Tarina – Ninad, you promised me you will name your daughter Taru…

Sam – I don’t like wine…I get a stomach upset

Manash – He he he…look look, Indie has lost his hair!!!

Nidhi – If you have hypertension, then do the Bhastrika part of Sudarshan Kriya with less force!!

Indie – I am planning to write a film script man…magar time hi nahi milta!

Vandy – Sam will look the same like college, if he dyes his hair!!!

(Some relationships are eternal…just like gold – A Union Bank hoarding on the Expressway)

All the girls (should I dare say women???) looked awesome…they were just the same…bubbling with laughter, cracking jokes and poking fun at one. One word I sorely missed from their mouths was “chutya” (I guess that is too much to ask from these working mothers…). I have been married and so are you all but there we no uneasiness in the way we interacted…cheeks were being pulled, hair was being ruffled, hands were being held and warm hugs were being liberally doled out (lucky us).

I also realized that many of you are now at the cusp of something transformative in your lives. I could feel the buzz when we spoke. I felt you guys want to do things that impact your hearts, not your careers alone. Good.

I am always ecstatic at such events, I don’t know why. Nostalgia gets my adrenalin pumping - whether its school friends, college friends, going to places where I grew up, old songs, old movies, anything where my memories are tapped…must be the age-factor.

(Jaane kyon dil jaanta hai…tu hai to I’ll be alright!!!)

Thanks guys for coming and providing your undivided attention from work, family, kids, traffic, deadlines, etc.

You rock.

I love you all.

(Wake up Sid, har dishao se aa rahi hai saada, sun sako agar suno…)