I met a few people from my German course (MMB) yesterday. It felt as if no time had passed, yet there we were, the four of us, after almost two years.
It is hard to believe that two years have already vanished, since the last time we sat in those classes, five days out of the week for a stretch of four hours everyday.
I honestly never thought I'd meet any of them ever again. Just goes to show, that life turns out to be very different than what we originally planned for it to be.
For example, I did not see myself ever writing a blog, that too one that people I know, know about. I always saw myself studying something like Economics or Political Science or something, that is, after I gave up on being an astronautical engineer. (Yes, astronautical and not aeronautical. Both the terms are right. The term "astronautical" is specifically for the construction of rockets.)
Either ways, I did not ever imagine myself studying Textile Management.
But you know what?
I like it. Weirdly enough.
It is weird, the amount of people you meet along the road. More often than not, they are there for a specific amount of time and then they take a new road, one that is right for them.
But every so often, everyone calls a time out, and kind off retraces their steps for a few hours, to reminisce about lost times and lost friends.
After my course, I just couldn't believe that this was then end of the road for 'D' and me. I mean life is way too long for this to be the end. I didn't know how or when or why we would meet again. All I knew is that THIS couldn't have been the end.
Look at us now, we did find our way back to each other. Albeit, in a way I had never anticipated.
In a few weeks, we may again be strangers, but for now we've found each other. Sometimes, that is enough.
It is hard to believe that two years have already vanished, since the last time we sat in those classes, five days out of the week for a stretch of four hours everyday.
I honestly never thought I'd meet any of them ever again. Just goes to show, that life turns out to be very different than what we originally planned for it to be.
For example, I did not see myself ever writing a blog, that too one that people I know, know about. I always saw myself studying something like Economics or Political Science or something, that is, after I gave up on being an astronautical engineer. (Yes, astronautical and not aeronautical. Both the terms are right. The term "astronautical" is specifically for the construction of rockets.)Either ways, I did not ever imagine myself studying Textile Management.
But you know what?
I like it. Weirdly enough.
It is weird, the amount of people you meet along the road. More often than not, they are there for a specific amount of time and then they take a new road, one that is right for them.
But every so often, everyone calls a time out, and kind off retraces their steps for a few hours, to reminisce about lost times and lost friends.
After my course, I just couldn't believe that this was then end of the road for 'D' and me. I mean life is way too long for this to be the end. I didn't know how or when or why we would meet again. All I knew is that THIS couldn't have been the end.
Look at us now, we did find our way back to each other. Albeit, in a way I had never anticipated.
In a few weeks, we may again be strangers, but for now we've found each other. Sometimes, that is enough.
