Junk Nostalgia

While some people embrace nostalgia the way they would their favourite pooch, others give it a wide berth as though it's poison ivy. The pro-nostalgia brigade which quickly calculates that this year is the twentieth anniversary of the day you saw your first Disney Cartoon or the tenth anniversary of the day you got your first ever accoustic guitar or blah blah blah...whatever. Those wallowing in this outburst of nostalgia insist on celebrating it with a rerun of the same. Luckily for all concerned, this feeling does not last too long, at best a week or two. Unluckily when it does go on to its logical conclusion, everyone is left wondering what on earth made them do it in the first place. My school classmates are the classic examples of this syndrome. Some of them have unearthed photographs from those days when all of us were thinner, (doesn't hold true for me :]) meaner, and ready to be unleashed on an unsuspecting world. As we see these ghosts from the past more nostalgia has come bubbling forth and there are now plans for a reunion to mark whatever anniversary since this motley batch of people passed out of school.

As the venue is being debated with some enthusiasm, we seem to forget that our colleges are have scattered us all over the globe. I am here in chennai(sick place), vishal KGP, kaju singapore, singhi michigan. The only reunion possible is virtual. That's the practical solution. But impractical as we sometimes are, we are revelling in this false camaraderie, brought about by the changing of the calendar. School reunions in particular be rather stressful exercises, what with everyone trying to confirm to images of the past even as they struggle to cope up with the present. For those celebrating nostalgia, there are enough and more reminders that you ought to catch up with your friends. Card companies thrive on soppy sentiment that past was beautiful and you must tap into it every now and then to spice up the present. Don't you get it? Most often, people do it out of a sense of misplaced duty, or the result of being high on celebratory spirit? What's worse, they'll ignore each other studiously for the rest of the year. Nostalgia deserves to be mothballed and left where it ought to be---in the past!

I know I have said real cruel things, but that is the way I have been forced to think recently. All this is because of unecessary and sudden encroachment a friend of mine into my life. The others that I have been in touch with are coming up with the same plan which is shitty! I do love my school...infact I collected a few pics of the school after the chat and also got some of our pics as boarding cuppers with real short standing hair and skinny and what not. I was nostalgic for sometime but then this guy crossed the bounds and overdid it which obviously spoils it. Bah, lets pack and go on...but before ending, I would love to share the photos I unearthed and that says something about my photography skills also :P.

Peace on earth and mercy mild

This is the back side of SXC or St.Xaviers Collegiate School...Beautiful isnt it?

One of my favourites!