......when Dr Mrinal called on me last eve..cascading thoughts clouded my memory...!..I was wondering when we last met or what was the occasion,....it is possible that we chatted as before without having the slightest inkling that we would part only to reconnect after a long gap.. St.Xavier's Sahibganj, being our Alma mater.... there was little formality & as we chatted as if the intervening period was null & void...he was a wiry,tenacious ,Campion House member,the green shirt & curly mane ,soaked in sweat with a hockey stick in hand is the most visiting image available for churning....when we part we dont have the slightest inkling most of the time about the period of detachment....so when we reconnect the occasion is special...friends of the best seasons of our lives can't be forgotten...however & whatever...!! since Life is short & friendship is investment each one is important & unique...his invitation to us here for visiting UK was heartening ....now that Dr Anindya & Dr Neeraj khetan(Loyola House) is in UK....the land of common history beckons to us evermore....!!
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