People be, as people are.

Of all the people I let go, I wish I had held on to a few.
1. That guy from my first year in undergrad, who decided that he wanted to address a love letter to all the girls in our class, on- nonetheless but Valentine's Day! He made me  the pall-bearer of this awesome news and hands me an amazing piece of literary achievement. Honestly, the letter began something like "Dear Girls, On the grand occasion of Valentine's Day, I want to...". Being the mean (read mentally stunted) girls in college that we sometimes were, none of us gave him a second look in the next 3 years there.  It would have been a lifetime full of surprises if I had kept in touch with him.
2. A tiny little girl from my hostel days- She was one of the most chilled out people I knew, and our second year at hostel (neither of us had a date, of course!) we decided to go watch the awesomeness that was PRABHAS in his latest flick Varsham- which we had both already seen 3 times. Nonetheless, we went in the scorching heat of Vijayawada summers (summer begins in January in these parts of the world, and no we aren't in the southern hemisphere). But, of course as the love gods detest me, we ended up watching Lakshminarsimha- an amazing movie about powlice raaj; under the awesomeness that  is BALAYYA. It was still fun as we both spent an entire 3 hours checking out the college hottie sitting 2 rows ahead (and yes, it was worth it).
3. A girl who made me morning coffee for 2 years (my roomie- for all you free thinkers out there). The time when everyone got extremely ahem- inebriated on $2 shots (the bill rang a whopping $240 that night- well OK, there were six of us), and I encouraged her to buy the extremely good looking blonde bartender drinks. We always decided we shall go back there one more time, which of course never happened after that night! Due to incomprehensible circumstances, I miss her today.
4. A girl I met in my first year of undergrad. She was undoubtedly one of the coolest people I'd met, with a sense of sarcasm that would have made me look like a newbie at the school of scorn! She and I schemed and plotted and desired to leave poison ivy in our seniors laundry buckets (in hostels, no one has a laundry basket, duh!). Sigh, college days. She ended up running away from hostel/home/college and marrying her aging tuition teacher as soon as she turned of age! Sigh, college days!
Alas, I can just reflect upon all these thoughts today but at least it still makes me smile.