A Reunion of Sorts
WhatsApp and Telegram had opened the way for old friends to hook up more so than Facebook. Accessibility being the key, as well as the reduced risk of distraction when one looked at their Facebook page. WhatsApp also allowed for real time notification especially in the current climate of fast is best.
In the last few months, my olds friends from school had created a WhatsApp group which should I say, very active. I got most of the updates from my wife - she is also in the group - as I had shut down the notification since it was too distracting.
One thing let to another and last weekend, my wife had a mini-reunion from other girls from our year. None of the boys were invited but I had the trump card. I was the designated driver for Anita.
The meet-up took place last Saturday at Nu Sentral. I had a long day including ward round, a lecture to deliver at UMMC as well as referral across town at Park City. By the time I was free, it was already time for them to go. I finally hooked up with Anita and the rest at around 5, enough time for a quick group selfie.
As you could see, I was the thorn among the roses! With my white hair sticking out.
Time certainly flew, with some of them I only last met 26 years back. There were murmuring of a bigger reunion towards the end of the year, but I could see that it would be hard work to get everybody together under one roof. It would definitely be in KL since most of them were based there now.
So, would wait for the next meet-up and hopefully the boys were invited as well ....
My Boron was Gone
I bought this Boron 200 back in 1992, when I was selected to play for the University. I needed a racquet with lighter tension but heavy on the head to generate more speed. And it had served me well. After a few years, I mainly played on the front court which required more placement rather than power. This racquet was perfect.
But, it has a limited use since it can't generate power for backcourt smashes. So, I tend to rotate between it and another Yonex, the Carbonex 21. That cracked a few years back.
The real McCoyThe crack was a subtle one but the symmetry and balance were all goneThe grip was real woodLast months, I decided to start playing badminton again with my schoolmates from MRSM. There was no excuse since the court was only about a 5 minutes drive from my apartment. And it was good fun actually. And for that, I needed to get my gears sorted out. I sent the couple of racquets that I had for restringing, but the Boron cracked under tension.
I don't think I would be able to get a replacement for the Boron since they had stopped making it a while back. And frankly, I don't even know which racquet was good anymore nowadays. Time to look around I think ...