A close friend of mine will be leaving Bangalore soon, marking the way that we all are going to live our lives separately. Four years out of college, and it still hasn't sunk-in that we are gravitating away from the back-slapping chumminess that we share with our friends. But now friends will go their separate ways, and I will take mine and hope that we keep in touch.
I'm not particularly sad or broody about him leaving, its just that he won't be near enough for me to drop into his place every time I feel like. I'm going to miss him just like I miss the Dehradun winters, wistfully and retrospectively.