The Reunion

It felt as if it was my first day at school all over again. I was meeting my classmates after 12 years. Now don't get me wrong, I did talk to my schoolmates in these years, but it was never in-depth, always the cliche "Happy Birthday" or the overused "How are you?" and nothing more. Plus these conversations were over text, not face to face and so much can change over the span of 12 years!

So, if I am being honest to myself- I was confused and scared. I was uncertain and worried. Would they recognize me? Would they remember those little slips- the embarrassing moments that I could never forget in school? Would they remember the times I spent crying on the bathroom floor when I was mocked for the colour of my skin or my ethnicity? Would they find my educational history and qualifications worthy? Would they know and value the company I had worked for for months on loop? Would they accept me for the person I had become?

But little did I know, that just like my first day at school, this reunion was a clean slate for me. For everyone. For the bullied and the bullies. For the underdogs and the overachievers. For the fashion divas and the scholarly geeks. So despite my initial doubts, the moment I placed my hand on the shoulder of the person standing closest to me to make my way into the circle and heard her and several others exclaim my name, I was at ease, and the conversations and topics and words seemed to effortlessly ebb out of my mouth and roll off my tongue.

Moments of sadness and weakness. Moments of happiness and strength. Moments as a family. That is what we spoke about.

Authors: VR Kapse and Anubhi Srivastava

Editor: Himanshi Dodiya

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