There are times when we think we are the only ones in this world. And that the world revolves only around us. Sometimes a few incidents happen that makes us aware of people who are around us.

It was at an office party that I saw him. He looked quite dapper in his suit and was all smiles chattering with who’s who. I knew him, but I didn’t remember. It was awkward really as I was stealing glances. And then he noticed. He came around with his Ivy League looks and gave me a whack on the back. I was stunned.

“You don’t recognize me, do you Bob?” He said.

I managed to nod.

“It’s Martin, you dumb $%@” He said.

Cobwebs cleared and I remembered. Buddy from school. I always liked him. People drift, but it was such a pleasant surprise to have him back. In the world of Facebook and Twitter, it’s not tough to search and there is always a greeting card to send a smile or stay in touch.

I made a note.

No one told us not to be in touch with people whom we crossed path in our lives. Nostalgia is a wonderful thing. To have friends from those innocent days when friendships or relationships were formed not based on bartering of material wealth.

Good to be in touch with people whom you can call friends.