How does it feel to catch up with friends one lived and grew up with during the most impressionable and wonderful years (college years) of one's life? I had one fantastic roomy - Malt (guess that's where my love for the drink comes from!). And in our final year, we were 3 mad, mad, mad girls...Dolly, Indu and me...need I say more?? 'Those were the days' is too mild and watery an expression to describe the incredible headiness of those days. We had two teachers who we adored - Miss Paul (now Mrs. Bunce) and Miss Anand. These were 2 of the most understanding, tough and amazing ladies ever...Though Miss Paul is in the States and Miss Anand passed away, we three finally established contact yesterday (thanks to Dolly's absolutely untiring efforts - that girl was DETERMINED to get us all together). The beauty and wonder is that the love is still there...as it was...the threads held lovingly through all these long, long, long years (38 years!!!!).
This has to be pure happiness...