The three of us met way back in 1998, as awkward, sartorially-challenged young adults, in the very first week of St Xavier's College. I remember wearing hand-me-down platform heels and shiny kurtas (*shudder*), in a hopeless attempt to be as hipster-cool as all the ethnic pants-wearing seniors I had seen in the 'quad', 'foyer' and 'woods'. (If you went to Xavier's, all those terms would have special resonance). Over the next two decades, we have thankfully outgrown our dubious fashion choices. I'm equally thankful that we have not outgrown our easy, effortless, special friendship - through years of dating angst, job challenges, marriage and kids. We may not see each other as often as we like, but when we do, it's like being back in that classroom all over again.