I am at a Wedding, An Indian one, and you know what happens at weddings. Well, you get to eat lots of delicious food like lots of. I mean that’s kinda the best part of a wedding. you get to cheat on your diet, you get to eat things you haven’t eaten in a long time.

The second best part, well for me it’s the dancing where you get to show all the moves, Even though you really don’t have any. Just those five steps you learned one time in a class somewhere during your childhood, but still, you probably are better at dancing than most of the people over their, so who cares? Right? And isn’t wedding all about having fun. well ok, i guess it’s about the union of two people who love each other and some other things.. But eh… who cares about that? You only care about the couples if you are close to them or is family and in present scenario, I am neither of those, just some distant relative who only meet at the function like these.

But right now I am not having a good time. I am kinda sad.

You see, in events like these You meet with people you haven’t met in a long time. You realize how much they have changed and how much you have changed. And suddenly you start to wonder how it is all going to end one day. How there not a single life will be left on earth and everything you ever saw or thought was going to be permanent will face oblivion one day.

Now you might be wondering what type of person thinks these things at a wedding?

Well, I do.

I know, I am weird, You don’t have to tell me. But please hear me out.

See, These thoughts came to my mind when I met with some cousins and old friends of mine. I met with people I hadn’t met in a long time. The people who once were close to my heart. We used to spend literally all the time together playing, pranking and having that bond the kind that you think is unbreakable. But it did. We lost touch with each other as time passed and as I moved to a different city. And now it’s hard to even begin a conversation with them. We don’t share the comfortable bond we once shared.

I am a bit sad as all those old memories are coming back to my mind. You see, I don’t like good byes or endings, and it feels like end of a road, end of a part of my life. I am feeling a bit nostalgic now. So I am going to stop writing this post. I started it as a happy one but it turned out about me and my nostalgia, So I am going to stop it here.

Au revoir.