Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends

Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends

Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy

Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears

Time it was and what a time it was it was,
A time of innocence a time of confidences.

Long ago it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you

[TII] Hello there, long time no see and welcome back! Despite my flaky memory, I do remember you very well :) Glad you liked the Chiru post. Am sure your local videowala will be most pleased to see you rediscover your love for him. And you are putting leg in lentils only partly. And they are dry uncooked lentils, so no worry. You are right that Amrish Puri and flashing red skulls exist in Jagadeka Veerudu Atiloka Sundari. but they also exist in Kondaveeti Donga :) It is all basically what one would call the Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (1984) hangover, I guess. Hope to see you around more often :)

Just read the post on Chiru, and I must say that’s one your best posts! Man o man, I was laughing my head off while reading that. Though not exactly a Chiru fan, I quite liked the Kondaveeti Donga movie and more so its songs. Ah…’subhalekha rasukunna’ was my fave for ages! Btw, weren’t Amrish Puri and flashing red skulls the highlight in ‘Jagadekaveerudu A…’? Or am I putting my legs in the dals? Anyway, thanks for bringing those fond memories back. Need to go back and fish for some old chiru movies…

[Anonymous] Ah thanks!