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Pune - Back home. Feels great to be back home... to where I belong! And having all the attention of mom and dad. Exploring the familiar Pune roads on my two-wheeler, with the wind caressing my tresses! Wasn't that a wonderful feeling!!!
This was the place where I have the most beautiful memories. I can't believe that its already time for me to write about my memories about this place! It seems just like yesterday, when my friends and me used to go to school together on bicycles, and then to different colleges, but still managed to meet each other almost everyday, and exchange our daily events....
Now, it’s just me here. All of them are at different places. In the US, in Australia, living their own lives, bringing up their kids. Of course, still in touch. Life changes so drastically, it’s never the same. The best of friends we had, suddenly seem so far off and out of reach. And more so, this fact just merges so easily with our lives. The fact that things have changed, and that it’s no longer the same, that our friends are no longer with us, these things just become a part of our life so easily... guess that’s because our lives also have changed. We have our work, our family and OUR things to think about, we are so immersed in ourselves, that it doesn’t seem to matter anymore, not all that much at least, that our friends are not with us any more...
Like someone very rightly said - Change is the only constant in life