I am in Pune for 2 weeks.
I used to like this city as a child. It was nice, cool, silent hub for pensioners. But now, it is difficult to recognize this city. Nevertheless, this city also houses a few close friends of mine, with whom I had shared some good times, but who are now bound with family responsibilities and do not get time to meet and catch up now. This time I made it a point to catch up with 2 such friends over lunch and we had a great time talking and eating.
That is when they both mentioned about another common friend, whose marriage is fixed now. She was looking out since many years and she was quite old also, nearing forties. I was a bit saddened to know that she didn't thought of informing me about her happiness to me, with whom she shares her last name also. We were close and shared many things, personal and professional. We both were language specialists and people mistook us for sisters. But we only shared the surname and formed a bond which was very strong (At least I had thought so!)
But then when I shifted to Bangalore, we somehow lost touch. I heard that her father was ill and needed monetary help. I helped her like many others would have. She conveyed thanks to my husband for it and not to me. I moved on and forgot all about her strange behavior since past few years.
And then these friends mention about her wedding. They both knew and I didn't. It set me thinking. Maybe she had personal problems, tensions of her own, due to which she shut herself from all others or maybe I had hurt her in some way and she didn't want to keep any contact with me. How do so-called close bonds wither away with time? It dawned upon me, these bonds or such bonds were never strong and hence they changed with time and circumstances. I felt a bit sad that she didn't think of me in her good times, but then cheered up saying that we had only that much to share and exchange and talk about.
ऋणानुबंध तेवढेच होते आमचे असा विचार आला पटकन..
I wished her all the best (of course not on her face) and moved on.
I used to like this city as a child. It was nice, cool, silent hub for pensioners. But now, it is difficult to recognize this city. Nevertheless, this city also houses a few close friends of mine, with whom I had shared some good times, but who are now bound with family responsibilities and do not get time to meet and catch up now. This time I made it a point to catch up with 2 such friends over lunch and we had a great time talking and eating.
That is when they both mentioned about another common friend, whose marriage is fixed now. She was looking out since many years and she was quite old also, nearing forties. I was a bit saddened to know that she didn't thought of informing me about her happiness to me, with whom she shares her last name also. We were close and shared many things, personal and professional. We both were language specialists and people mistook us for sisters. But we only shared the surname and formed a bond which was very strong (At least I had thought so!)
But then when I shifted to Bangalore, we somehow lost touch. I heard that her father was ill and needed monetary help. I helped her like many others would have. She conveyed thanks to my husband for it and not to me. I moved on and forgot all about her strange behavior since past few years.
And then these friends mention about her wedding. They both knew and I didn't. It set me thinking. Maybe she had personal problems, tensions of her own, due to which she shut herself from all others or maybe I had hurt her in some way and she didn't want to keep any contact with me. How do so-called close bonds wither away with time? It dawned upon me, these bonds or such bonds were never strong and hence they changed with time and circumstances. I felt a bit sad that she didn't think of me in her good times, but then cheered up saying that we had only that much to share and exchange and talk about.
ऋणानुबंध तेवढेच होते आमचे असा विचार आला पटकन..
I wished her all the best (of course not on her face) and moved on.
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