My father’s engineering batch just had their 30 year reunion.
It was the most delightful thing to watch my generally serious, stiff, reserved and introverted father let go and have such a blast. I do not know if it is going back to his alma mater or whether it is the high of meeting people who knew you since your 70s hairstyle and bush-shirts-and-bellbottoms days which did that. Backslaps, exchanges of old stories and scandals, laughing over the old fist fights, dancing after 30 years, laughing more, smiling more, hugging more. There were some heartfelt speeches which even shut up the cynic in me (Not something which happens often I can assure you). It was emotional to say the least. Even for an outsider like me!
Makes you wonder why it takes 30 years for a reunion to happen.
It was the most delightful thing to watch my generally serious, stiff, reserved and introverted father let go and have such a blast. I do not know if it is going back to his alma mater or whether it is the high of meeting people who knew you since your 70s hairstyle and bush-shirts-and-bellbottoms days which did that. Backslaps, exchanges of old stories and scandals, laughing over the old fist fights, dancing after 30 years, laughing more, smiling more, hugging more. There were some heartfelt speeches which even shut up the cynic in me (Not something which happens often I can assure you). It was emotional to say the least. Even for an outsider like me!
Makes you wonder why it takes 30 years for a reunion to happen.
