the title is not our own - pinched it from somewhere! however the thoughts herein expressed are entirely our own!
the phrase triggered off a rush of memories - we suddenly realised that separation had been an integral part of our life since we were a wee lad of 8 summers. when younger sibling [younger by 4 months] went off to parts north [for the benefit of non-indian readers as and when they stumble across this wee gem of prose: we make no distinction between cousins, blood brothers, siblings twice removed and so on].
passing through teenage periods of 'wishing to be separated from divers irritants' we went through a greater pang of separation in the early 90s when yet another sibling [practically our twin soul] heeded horace greeley's advice and proceeded west [where he has remained since, causing little alarm and anxiety]. this prompted us to proceed nor'west in 1992, at which point we realised that separation could occur in familial, culinary and societal ties. those were the days before emails, twits, fbook, blogs and other means of bridging distances and we suffered! however this also made us value relationships more, and even manuscribed epistles became a welcome break from the tyrant [since we are nostalgia personified, we have still retained many of the letters and photos received]. we still go through pangs when we look back and realised that we missed out on the growth years of a certain quartet - thank god for photos at least!
over the 18 years thereafter, we have jetted in and out of the native and have always felt a twinge of lachrymosity on leaving people [even for a short while]. sometimes places too. but thanks to mr. berners-lee and other web-acolytes down the years, we have been able to digitally bridge the distances. of course certain distances will never be bridged and we allow ourself a rare flash of anger at certain people, just, going...
we have hardened ourself over the years and do not let most people affect us thusly any more. however in recent weeks we have realised that certain people are part of our fabric with or without digital or analog means. which has led us to the epiphany of the day - separation can be overcome if the desire to remain linked is sustained.
and to some people who have been part of the fabric for well nigh a quarter of a century, we raise our hat in salute for taking the trouble!
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Who has bugged you? The great Zorba will beat him or her up!
more a metaphorical allusion o zorba!
we are trying to capture the essential dichotomy of our being through these outpourings...
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