Meeting Old friends

It feels so good to meet old friends. I am met a school friend of mine today.
I studied in Bangalore for two years before Dad got transferred. After a li'l effort (that extends over a year) I was able to meet one of my friends on 31 Dec. We spent almost 3 hours together and I felt as though I hadn't spoken anything at all. There was so much to talk and I didn't know where to start. We were in contact consistently over the phone. But it is different when you meet face-to-face. We spent time talking about other friends and recollecting the good old days. The memories of those days seemed to linger around as though it was happening in front of us at the very moment.
And I can't stop smiling to myself, since afternoon, thinking about the school days again. The craziness of the teenage school goers. Those memories make me feel "Gosh!! Is this the real me? Time has changed me or have I changed over time?"