So I went to Bangalore and met my old friend- the one with whom I lived in the hostel in the beginning of my career. We have literally lived with each other's struggles (with weight and otherwise), disappointments, relationship, hopes, done random shopping & eating trips... she was the one who would ask me how my day was when I came back from work. It was her I would turn to when I wanted someone to pray for me, rather do some positive thinking exercise for me be it an important project or a bonus or whatever.
We got married within a space of a week and therefore never attended each other's wedding.
I called her 5 days after my c-sec to find out if I was the only one facing difficulties walking after a c-sec as everyone else told me they were zooming around right from the day after the c-sec.
I called her to rant my heart out during the PPD phase.
We lost touch for a while and reconnected recently and just started from where we had left- laughing, ranting, discussing husbands, siblings, common friends, and the now all important kids.
And we finally met after a gap of 5 years. I just walked in to her house- (gasp) empty handed-hugged each other, commented on each other's weight, plonked ourselves on her sofa, chatting away to our hearts' content.
Some things never change!