We were best friends in school, used to share the same bench and a love of physics. He continued his love for physics while I branched off into BTech, MBA and then a thoroughly commercial life.
Arani is offbeat. And off-grid. And off-fuel. And online. Not generally social but very pleasant. Physics professor at Shantiniketan Biswabharati. A wizard at science and at playing the violin. Shades of Einstein?
Having disconnected 40 years ago, I was wondering whether the gears will mesh again. The paths that trailed behind both of us were so very different, our current lives were quite at odds. Would three alphabets that signified a school we had attended together and a few shared faded memories be enough to rekindle a relationship? With what?
I got the answer as soon as we smiled at each other across our white beards. It is rekindled with willingness. The willingness to delve into the dormant emotional bank account that still held a fund of goodwill, waiting for a withdrawal to activate the account again.
We spoke a bit about our respective lives, the current things that interested us and a few zany ideas. Each idea we shared restructured a frozen image that we had of each other and brought to life a person who till now had been a pleasant memory. The willingness to relearn gave an acceptance of the current person as we shared opinions and anecdotes with smiles.
The last Arani I had loved and liked.
And the current one, I liked no less and was about to love again.
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