I am not very interested in ‘all our yesterdays’ type scenarios and find it more interesting to hear about events that are not so anchored in the past.

The whole thing reminds me of people on Facebook who constantly harp on about the good old days in Poona and Goa, and post photographs of themselves dressed in orange 30 years ago. There is something quite sad about it, as if the best part of their lives is long gone and now they are sitting around waiting for dementia to kick in, if it hasn’t already.