In greek, the word Nostalgia literally means “pain from an old wound”. One often hears other people reminiscing over the “good ole days” that have gone by. Most notably amongst them are batchmates from school/college who seem to be yearning for their halcyon days of youth.
I have had no such longing for the days gone by and definitely do not wish to be back in school or college. I used to be the gauche, awkward kid who felt like the total misfit as she wasnt part of the “cool” crowd. Yours truly was also a loner and introvert, preferring the company of books to peeps.
Seriously were they ever the good old days?
Though I was an average student, I don’t recall being the teacher’s pet ever. In fact if I ever hark back to those days, I can remember being persecuted by a few. My besties vouch for the same too. So excuse me as I don’t get misty eyed over any of my school teachers.
I havent aligned with any of the school/college groups on whatsapp and not partaken in too many reunions as I seem to find the nostalgic reveries shared there too much to digest. Most folks appear to be aspiring to still be the “cool” ones and for a larger part havent really grown out of their high school complexes.
Moreover the anecdotes seems to have grown larger, embellished in part by grown up fantasy for I had no such recollections of the actual event being so dramatic. Seems now that we are older, we wish to embroider the facts to glorify/vilify; all in the name of nostalgia!
Folks I never spoke to in school or ones who used to be mean to me/my friends, now want to be my besties! It seems I have forgotten how close we used to be!!!!
At one of the reunions, a partially drunken mate kept bugging me to the point of me wanting to slam dunk him down a toilet bowl. I don’t remember being pally with him in school and was offended by him trying to be over familiar with me. Is it a wonder, I don’t attend reunions anymore?
Being connected online doesn’t mean invading privacy!
Initially with the advent of Facebook in 2007, it was the “in” thing to find and connect with your batchmates. I did too as I thought people grow up and would have changed. Ah! but leopards don’t change their spots!! I was hugely disappointed by the many “friends” I connected with and had disconnected with most by the end of that year! It was the pettiness and bitchiness that really got my goat.
Are we ever going to grow out of this narcissism of being the coolest one?
I have been upbraided often for being so aloof and stand offish to not want to be a part of the whatsapp group. But really do I need 300 good morning messages everyday? Not to mention insane number of forwards – religious, funny, political – take your pick!!?
I value my sanity, time and need to connect more than this seemingly close bonding. Its better to pick up the phone and chat with my old friends or wish them on occasions than this mindless exchange on whatsapp where no on ever wants to know the real you.
I am friends with most of my close school mates to date and don’t need whatsapp/Facebook to feel connected to them. When we meet, our conversation rarely ever steers to nostalgic flashback of school days.
I simply realised that getting nostalgic over good old school days was just not for me and if it earns me the sobriquet of being the social pariah with my batchmates; so be it!!
What does school reunion mean to you? Do you get in a tizzy over what to wear / how fat you look, etc when you have to attend one? Would you like to go back to your school days?
I am taking part in The Write Tribe Problogger October 2017 Blogging Challenge and the prompt for the day is Nostalgic
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Also linking it with Sanch for #fridayreflections
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