The Attic In Your Inbox

Have you ever wondered what kind of a person you were ten-fifteen years ago? How you’ve evolved over the years? I’m sure you have. Yesterday was a sort of a blast from the past for me. I managed to access my very first email inbox on Yahoo! Mail – something that I had created way back in 1999. And when I went through some of the mails I’d written and exchanged with old friends (some of whom are no longer in touch) it made me feel stupid, excited and happy. Stupid because of the ridiculous nature of my writing, completely ignoring the basic rules of grammar, spelling, punctuation and propriety.

Yahoo Mail
Part of an email conversation I’d had with a friend, on whom I had a tiny, little crush 🙂

But, on the other hand, I was happy and excited to access my old inbox because it proved to be a veritable attic of forgotten treasures. I found a few old love letters that I’d written to my very first girlfriend. I found old photos of classmates, girlfriends, forgotten friends, forgotten moments and events that have had an impact on who I am today. I spent a lot of time digging through this inbox, trying to remember exactly what the conversations were about, who the people were, what my state of mind was, and there was no satiating my nostalgic indulgence.

I came across an email fight I had with a friend of mine over something that seems so trivial now but was perhaps the straw that broke our friendship back then. I came across old emails where I was making plans with a few close friends to meet up a certain pub for a few beers. Oh, those were weird times. I sent some of these photos to a friend of mine with whom I’m not in touch very much, hoping to rekindle some contact. I told him how weird we were back then. He thanked me for the trip down memory lane and responded by saying, “I think we’re still weird, but we’ve managed to embrace that reality.”

Photograph of a class reunion that I found in my Yahoo! Attic

I think we should all stop running for a few seconds and look back on the path we’ve taken to get where we are. It’s just astounding how quickly time flies and we hardly recognize ourselves from back when we were younger. I read these old emails now and I am filled with an immeasurable curiosity to know more about myself – more precisely, to know what people thought of me back then. I look at my old photographs and I can hardly believe that I looked like that, wrote that way, spoke that way, used those phrases, and yet managed to have a normal life and turn out the way I did.

Last night, Mansi and I were at my parents’ house for dinner. One thing led to another and pretty soon my Mum decided that my wife need to see my kiddie photographs. So, out came the huge albums and the report cards from my kindergarten and school days. I looked at my photographs as a kid – the moments when I was with cousins, aunts, forgotten relatives, and I am a bit sad that I don’t remember much of it. These few memories that have been frozen in time are all that remain of my past. I wish I could remember it.

Go check out your very first email inbox and you’ll be thankful for the blast from the past. 🙂

As He Slides Down The Chimney…

… we all prepare ourselves for a fabulous Christmas and a wonderful holiday season. Offices are shut, schools are out, colleges don’t bother to announce holidays as no one turns up anyway, people are relaxed, credit cards are swiped, gifts are bought, new friendships are born, old ones are revived, songs are sung, movies are seen, smiles are wider, roads are emptier, hugs are warmer, kisses are sweeter, vacations are planned and blogs are forgotten…

I wish you all a fantastic year ahead. Have a Merry Merry Christmas and I hope all your wishes, dreams, hopes and fantasies come true! It’s the time for miracles, after all! 🙂

I’m in two minds – to take a vacation or to sit at home, all cozy and warm and snug. I guess my lunacy will rule and I’ll take a much-needed vacation! 🙂


Cheers! I’ll see you when I see you! 🙂

My Enchantress…

Last weekend, I received a courier from a dear friend, which contained a copy of Salman Rushdie’s Enchantress of Florence! I was completely taken aback by this gift! This was a book I’ve always wanted to read and apparently I’d mentioned it to her sometime, when we were both shopping for books, and she remembered that and bought me the book! It would have been great if she were still in town to hand it over to me personally, but I guess I can’t ask for too much! 🙂

I opened the book and she’d written the sweetest message in it.

She said:


When the Shah of Persia said a 100 years ago, “Never trust a woman,” he was perfectly right. The fact that this book comes to you by courier (instead of delivery-by-hand) and your intention of gifting me that “cute yellow thing that says Ditcher,” all stands testimony to the Shah’s words! 😀

It’s been fun knowing you… and its a disaster to know that you’ll never let me forget you… Well, I guess I can live with some misgivings! 😀

She didn’t give me a chance to reply to these words. I wish I had had more time with her to actually tell her the things I’ve always wanted to tell her. But I guess, these are the misgivings she talked about. So, in the hope that she reads this, here’s my reply:

Friendships are often overrated, and in most cases, a very strong bond takes years to grow and loads of patience to nurture. But in our case, I think it’s almost a miracle how quickly we built such a good friendship. It’s never happened to me before, and I don’t think it’ll ever happen again. Some people are just meant to come into our lives, and when you did, I think it was perhaps the best day of my life so far! 😀

Thanks for being such a wonderful friend, and thanks for a lovely book and the even lovelier words inside them! I’ll treasure this always, more so because it’s a gift from you! 🙂

I’ll miss you a lot, and I hope we keep running into each other! You truly are my Enchantress! 🙂