A long long time back a friend messaged me saying, Time has a way of changing things but not the joy in wishing a friend like you... And this message stayed on - in my memory and on phone as well. I must have changed my sim card atleast half a dozen times and deleted a zillion messages to make room for new ones, but this one stayed on for some obscure reason.
And as of a few months back this said person and me are no more friends. Time really has a way of changing things.

P.S.: Are few things fated to occur? Does life leave us hidden clues that only time can unravel for us? Are we reading in between lines where there is no need to? Are there really para-devthas who say thathaasthu at random and god forbid you have an unpleasant wish/thought right then?

Just a thought.

Ever wondered how as kids we always thought everything was smashing, great, awesome. Just Bindaas!
And how as we grow up the superlatives are all replaced by nice, okay, good and so on.
Are our previous younger day experiences so amazingly wondrous that everything pales out in comparison? Perhaps Painful Growing Up lessons include a whole chapter devoted to Modesty? Do we grow up to be dignity personified selves only to be painfully shy to acknowledge the best times we had? Or maybe we are just plain superstitious to not to want to jinx our good luck?