Emotions and all that

On a Friday evening just before I head off into the mountains of Coorg to spend some time on top of a windswept hill, I'm thinking about a conversation I've just had.

Someone I learnt to care for deeply has moved on.

Moving to Bangalore implied a lot of friends in Bombay would gradually lose touch, gradually move on..that was to be expected. The life of a 30 something year old is full of these moves and shifts of place, friends and emotions. Every move I've made (and I've made a few) has resulted in losing old friends and gaining new ones (and losing them in turn). The semi-annual pruning of the phone numbers just brings that to mind most vividly..

But there are some friendships and relationships that just stick on. Linger around long enough that one can meet after a year and just carry on where one left off. Memories which are a warm blanket on cold Bangalore nights.

And then one of them moves on.

It's a weird feeling to know that one person suddenly doesn't think of you the way they used to. After all the work to get to a certain place, the target is moved yet once more. Distance - the great leveller. I've already lost someone I cared about deeply because of the miles between us...and now I've lost another.

Distance makes hte heart grow fonder. What a crock of shit that cliche is!

Out of sight, out of mind...now that's more like it.