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We study together from the age of 3 as kindergartners;
We laugh and cry together;
We gulp down food and manage to play in the short recess;
We run around the school campus sometimes forgetting who we are running behind;
We have our share of fights; Mischief intended : malice none;
We get back together the next day as if nothing happened;
We tease each other, call names: sometimes weird, awkward and remember the history behind all of them;

Some of our pranks backfire and one amongst us is punished;
We stand by him: daring to face the punishment together;

We recognize people by their first and last names and the house colour;
We belong together; we grew up together;

Then you leave high school and lose touch with most;
Welcome to the real world;

One fine day, thanks to the efforts of a few trying to trace everybody, you get a call from a school mate.
A reunion … after 19 years!!
Excitement, anticipation, anxiety;
Will you recognize them? Will people recognize you?

And then the day arrives.
My vocabulary fails me here, I have no words to express.

Nostalgia.