What does a pair of purani jeans (old jeans) remind you of? Let me guess what the first feeling would be.

How thin I was and look at me now or Damn, can I ever fit into this pair of jeans again? Think about the second question here. Can I ever fit into this jeans? I’d say, “yes, you can fit”. Here is how I fitted.

It brought back all the memories from the time that my physical self fitted into my Purani jeans. Ultimately I felt like I still fit in it. Thats the power of memories. The power of thoughts from the time I fitted into it. When I look at a pair my old denims I think of all the times from my college days & beyond. My closest friends from college, to the times I’ve spent with them and above all it brings back the memories we created.

The sweetest thing of all times is the fact that how we never had to try hard to be there with each other and most of all for each other. I remember my parents saying once or twice that, darling you just come home to eat and sleep and at times not even that and you’re always with your friends. No guessing, even their parents said the same! we had most sleepovers at my house and not just because i had a room to myself and super cool parents but also because my dad kept his whiskey stock in one of the cupboards in that room! which actually was my brothers room and it had a bigger bed. Their parents had concerns like these too but hey, they just knew that we are with each other in either of the houses. They had nothing to worry about ever. Whenever we wanted to have a change of food we would just go to other friends house for that day & eat, chill, repeat. and trust me most Indian mother’s are fantastic cooks!

I qualified as the innocent looking, yes off course, I looked that way and I was pretty innocent too. Hehehe. It was not just an ostensible truth but the light in my brain would sparkle late!

One of the best part about us was that our birthdays were just a few days apart and we all belong to the same zodiac sign or same month. So we could give big birthday parties since college and needless to say we got to attend some big ones too! College days were undoubtedly the most amazing days. We had all the freedom, a theatre that showed all latest movies 5 minutes away from college & some of the best fast food joints! And if this wasn’t enough then we’d go to neighbouring college and waste our day thoroughly. Ultimately realising how cool our college is as compared to theirs. And the basic idea was to go hang out and know who is dating whom and why!

I don’t think that there ever was a day in our lives where we did not tell each other what we’re doing, or thinking, without missing out little details. Coming home after college was quiet a bummer at that time, because we had to wait for whole 14 hours until we met again. What mattered was what was happening at that moment in our lives and not what we were going to do next. I think living in the moment made it worth it, it gave us the power to just be. For sure I know that none of us are like that anymore. We worry a lot more than living in the moment. But when we are together, Oh good lord, THAT IS IT! We go back to being Sim-Nam-Chatz from early 2000’s. Yeah, thats the initial of our names.

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What I truly love about each one of them is that how different they actually from me and from one another. My bestie is a total opposite of me. Nam is one of the most caring humans ever. Chatz I don’t why is so level headed. I am an extremist (they see me as passionate & bold). I wonder whats that thing, that connects us all. I think its our value system. We are totally different from each other in ways but the core is solid and thats what matters. I remember the time from college where I would participate in a lot of cultural events and shows and the girls would be right next to me till I went on stage and cheer for me the loudest from the first row. Today they have grown up to be such supportive and wonderful women and I am so proud of them for being so courageous and independent. My bestie AB, even made me narrate my speech to her like a 100 times before I went on the stage and introduced myself as a contestant from Miss Mumbai Pageant 1998. She made sure I had enough water through out and not a sip more because she was more sure than I, that the next step would be.. I want to go use the toilet! Haha! She kept away unnecessary people from entering my life. And today I look at her fantastic interviews in magazines motivating other women to work & believe in their dreams.

While nothing can bring back those times again for real, but trust me just looking at my good old pair of jeans is truly like living that time of my life again!

From hanging out at cafe’s to different colleges, Sea side, drinking beer at odd times and actually living in each others houses, studying together (honestly, that never happened), making new friends and introducing them to each other and making a bigger circle of friends, and living in that moment was what we truly did.

The next time you see an old pair of jeans or something that brings back memories from the time, think of this, and smile away to glory! For I truly think that it is priceless to have such friends, and have so many precious memories together. I wish that we all look at our Purani jeans with similar or your kind if love.