The reunion

And then there is the reunion. It was a long time ago since they had met. Time passes. bodies change, expressions change, It was a bit of a shock. But still, at the core they were all the same. THey recognized each others inner core. The scars, wrinkles, liver spots, the colouring of the hair and skin, it all changed. But as soon as they came together, they talked as if they were kids.

There were stories of loss, of love and strange happenings. But it all fitted, as they were who they are, and they were okay with it. At a long time reunion you don-t have to fake it, it doesn’t work. You don’t have to tell it better than it is. We all know how we are.

There’s a strange intimacy in such a reunion. You have the body of a passing age, but the mind goes back a long way. It suddenly falls back into a play mode. Anecdotes, stories are told for a thousand times, some new, some second hand. Jokes that are still funny, not because they are new, but because you know the person who tells them. It is all familiar. Sad too, as we all know that time passes and there will be a moment that not everybody will be present on the next reunion. But it’s okay, as we carry each of us in ourselves. The bond is strong.

The photo is silent, still this silence can speak, just like a silence in a conversation can say a lot of things. It can e a comfortable silence in which the persons in the room respect the moment. Or it can be an awkward silence. In an awkward silence the conversation has stopped, In a pleasant silence the conversation is till on going. There are thoughts, looks, smiles, body movements and breathing that all tell stories.

These are the silences that are interesting to watch. They spread a wide range of emotions. So let us watch the photo in silence.