We were inseparable, as neighbors, Sunday school friends, schoolmates, college roomies together everywhere.
Our regular haunt, this diner. The owners knew us and our preferences. Didn’t need to order.
We spent holidays together – cycling, swimming, sleepovers, book reading, sightseeing.
Our parents always knew where to find us. You found one, you found the others.
We shared it all – exam scares, teen woes, career struggles, love pains etc.
People marveled, seeing we were red and yellow, black and white.
Oh, we did have our fights & squabbles. Nothing lasted.
Until marriage, kids & families. We flew apart. Too busy to connect. Until today.
MULLINGSPICE 
A happy reunion, I bet 🙂
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Yes!
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Lovely tale of how life gets in the way, and how we should make the effort to keep our friends close.
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Hope it was fun… and rowdy 😀 great post
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Nice short tale. Yes, life happens and best friends give way to new people in our lives.
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Thank you.
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Hopefully. Than you
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Especially here in India, where for women, marriage is an end goal! Thank you
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Yes, we drift apart. I’ve only got two friends who go way back. Even people I knew a decade back have all got too busy and geographically scattered to arrange a meet-up. It’s a sad fact of life, but a reunion would be wonderful if it could be sorted, perhaps by teleportation!
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Hopefully, they’ve not changed too much over the years. I’ve been to some very disappointing reunions!
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Love the line “we flew apart”. Nicely written story.
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😊😊😊
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😊😊😊
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Thank you 💐
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A lovely take on the prompt. Hope it was a happy reunion.
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Hopefully, Yes!☺☺☺
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Happy reunion and good observation that the thing that really keeps us apart is life, busy life and different life, at the end of everything. We need to make more effort but get caught in the moment
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Love that reunion
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Dear Sabina,
I love that they were apparently of different racial background. True friendship knows no color. Lovely story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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It’s nice they had a reunion. They’ll have a lot to talk about. Good writing, Sabina. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thank you!
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