Old and New...
Opposite in nature, the words -old and new... but in my world they exist, not just exist but overlap each other and that's because each old memory, each old thing and each old friend brings along with them a new feeling.. a new memory... a new something. Philosophical enough. Well we had our prize day in school and more than the prize it was seeing our friends, our classmates together for one last time ( I hope its not the LAST, but still!). It seemed so different and yet so familiar. It was just so.. so nice. Asking one another about college and course, taking selfies or pics - so that we could look at them, even years later and remember that time. Sounds pretty dumb and obvious, but for me its worth mentioning. And not to forget the time we had after the school, I mean when the whole thing was over. Two of my best friends took me to CP and we had loads of fun. One of them, now, an outstation student- so she had a lot to share about her college and people and the place