Growing up

After a lot of talk about Reunions and partying everything has stopped there is a sudden silence over the net. Emails have stopped coming and no one seems to want to break the ice. The problem is everyone is scattered around the world and there is no way all of us will b able to make it to the reunion together some of us will be left out and we have not been able to reach a consensus on that. Everyone wants to be there and everyone wants the reunion to b planned at his or her convenience. Something will work out in the end. Someone will break the ice and then we will all start mailing again and al will be back to normal.

It is easy to talk to them now but when we were all in the same class we had this rule strictly enforced by the school and teachers, about the sexes not mingling and becoming friends. So the girls were scared to even look at the boys and boys pretended that we did not exist. Add to that the infatuations and crushes of teenage, everyone was shy. The rules ensured that we didn’t mess up our good formative years, unlike these days when children from good Indian families think that casual sex is okay, getting an abortion is totally a guilt free and common place activity.

Recent newspaper reports show that abortion rate has gone up by 50% in Bangalore among the young call center crowd. Employees go to their work places with condoms in their bags. I remember the first time I saw a condom was when I was 30 years old. Maybe I matured late.