Nirmal Jayasinghe

(reflections from last time)

Yesterday has been campus reunion 2008. My first since graduation. And probably may be my last atleast for quite a bit of time time, perhaps a time that might be enough to miss on the beat of everything. That aside, yesterday was awesome and better than, come to think of it, the couple of reunions I attended last. Pretty bad it got held in March madness and D couldn’t make it.

As usual I arrived way early although by my own standards I was late, and had to checkout on others. Also as usual booze was in unofficial abundance, and everyone was like ‘havin’ a half/quarter’ in their backpack :) Music was kinda OK for an amateur outdoor event, but could’ve done with a bit more balance, really felt it. The Mr event was already over when I landed, but didn’t regret. I can imagine the scarce audience :). In the Ms event they gave it away for the wrong contestant; guess that’s what you can always expect from a panel of pure academics, all D’s and P’s. Anyway it used to be dead boring til everybody showed up.

It rained, and I stumbled upon our gang in a steaming entrance foyer. Almost all were there except D and V. We couldn’t really ‘get out’ cause the suburban showers that intermittently broke down, but about an hour later we made it, swayed around a bit, and then got hungry and went for a munch. The ‘dog’ was worth every penny as N and I concluded. We topped it up with some collective kottus and drinks. I couldn’t remember whether I asked mum to leave dinner and was glad to gulp something. N was in the other end: had ordered dinner at home but was wondering how to eat it now :). He was happily clicking away with Laks’ Cybershot. I can’t wait for the self-proclaimed “shameless pics from others’ cameras” to emerge in daylight.

Things wound down after about 2230, and we sat down and tried to regain some strength. Some of the people had classes right away this morning and I dunno how they managed it- I woke up past 0830 today, and that was given I had lost some sleep during the last few weeks and I had work. TDR trio had the cars brought in and I guess everybody had something to hop in. DoS picked us up as usual. But now I wish I didn’t have him to, cause in the middle of it he had to witness that one thing I’d need him to see last; and he filled up mom. Oh well..

For me, reunion is ain’t about dressing up, ain’t about music, ain’t about booze or dates or anything. It’s just about catching up. That’s almost about what I miss from good old undergrad school, and that’s what keeps me coming back. Thanks for being there boys. And send out those pics.