Catching up

I sometimes wonder what there is in life.

I finally got down to another long chatting session with AD yesterday evening and I felt rather funny. Why was that so? I guess (I am trying to rationalise) it was the initial feeling when good friends meet and they suddenly discover that they have much in common. Since then, there was a lot of fun and joy shared together as we explored interests, thoughts and philosophies on life. That was fine and good. However, subsequently during the middle of the semester (that was just 1-2 weeks back) when the workload came over the head, things just felt different and we communicated lesser than we used to do. This whole process reminded me of a similar one that JS and I experienced when we first met in National Service. While it was a fun and exciting moment discovering one another during the initial months, we gradually drifted as we each pursued different interests be it during university days and now post-graduate times. AD pointed out that he was experiencing something to that effect as well, where good friends of his are now at separate parts of the world doing their own things. It feels nice on one hand that if he will like to he can call any of them up and be hosted by his friends, though it seems as if he misses what I think to be the traditional notion of friendship, the kind where one has a regular set of drinking buddies and we can meet up over regular hangouts to bitch about life.

Now to think of it, the concept sounds quite two opposing camps. On one hand it smacks of the spreading of arms out wide to embrace globalisation, though on the other it seems like a cry for things that might be eternal.

What is life, indeed?