Time Out

It’s just the three of us. No husbands, no kids. We talk and laugh about nothing in particular, soaking up a lazy afternoon, savouring the creamy cheese on crisp nachos, relishing the warm garlic bread, digging into a sinful chocolate bomb, oblivious of the others in the restaurant… We exist for a few hours in a warm circle of comfort and companionship.

It’s just the five of us. No fathers or mothers. Just four giggling girls and me, the chaperone. They talk about nothing in particular, laughing and giggling, slurping on their noodles, their eyes and bodies dancing to the glorious childhood that bubbles out of them, oblivious of the others in the restaurant… They exist for a few hours in a warm circle of fun and friendship.

Go ahead, give yourself a time out — you deserve it.

Here’s to friends. *clink*

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5 thoughts on “Time Out

  1. I miss that so much – sadly the only time I get with friends is in my short trips to India and that too is usually in a hurry. Plus some of my friends are living in different parts of the world and all to get together at the same time has become extremely difficult..

    Loved the post though, brought back a ton of memories :).

  2. I know, Deeps. It’s so rare, that’s why it’s so special 🙂

    Awww, Shruthi. That’s too bad. Hope you guys are better now.

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