Old friends…

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Amir and I grew up together in Bombay. To be accurate the “togetherness” was the alternate summer we used to spend at our grandfather’s apartment on Club Road, right behind the YWCA, opposite Nair hospital. But the intensity of the experience was enough to make it last for the next two years.

The summer we turned 18 (it was a long time ago), we fell in love together with two different people and compared notes on heart breaks. On the side we did interesting things that I escaped from scot free on account of my transit status but they landed Amir in a lot of trouble. Enough trouble for us to not meet till we were married and settled down with children.

Here is a rare snap shot of the two of us trying very hard to stay out of trouble.

A few years ago Amir moved to Dubai and I started travelling again on account of business to the city. Amir grew up to be a respectable banker, while I like to think that I am still the same free spirit with trouble as a middle name.

January 31, 2009  Tags: ,   Posted in: Personal shit

3 Responses

  1. Jehan - January 31, 2009

    Since I have never met your friend Amir, I will take your word for it that he is now a respectable banker. Does he know my friend Arifa btw?
    As for you, I concur that “trouble” IS your middle name ;) It must be great spending time with an old friend. Don’t stay out of too much trouble otherwise life will be so boring.

  2. zera - February 6, 2009

    OO Guyss.. Trouble.. if this word run away from our lives so what a great life we`ll have.. hmm how it could be ..?? and Jehan actually we did never spend a good time of our lives without troubles thatsy it looks “boring”:) .. and we have compromised with troubles , we think “troubles are for us and we are for troubles”:P nope .. its not boring .. its mazedaar when you spend your time without troubles.. ;)

    http://kadnan.com/blog/category/tableegh/
    visit this blog :) Adnan Siddiqui`s Blog .. a clue you could find.. :)

    cheers

  3. zera - February 6, 2009

    http://kadnan.com/blog/category/tableegh

    Troubles..

    Jehan please read it…:)

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