We always remember (mostly I should say) people who have influenced or impacted us at various points in our life. We do forget people, or cannot recall names of people we know, or not able to recall important events in our life wherein a few folks have helped us not expecting any return. But we should be able to recall if we invest some time.
How about people who remember us?
Apart from our close circle of relatives and friends, are there others who we have helped? Do they choose to remember us?
I thought this is an interesting topic on which I have some thoughts to share.
I met couple of my MBA classmates yesterday for lunch. They have been close to me over the years, which meant that the remembrance cycle worked both ways without much effort. That is possible only when a deep bond had been established for a long while. We were simply effortless in getting into a discussion on all kinds of things, especially about our children, their priorities, real estate, will, health issues, travels, and what not. This was expected any way, and it is not surprising at all. Most of us would have such classmate friends with who we would be in touch. Even if we do not speak with each other for months or years, the ease with which we could reconnect has always remained as a beautiful sensation to be relished.
The very important aspect of such reconnection is the transparency which engulfs us – nothing is sacrosanct, or nothing too personal. Everything can be shared with an openness which doesn’t come easily when we are with some other non-bonded friends or relatives. In fact, with relatives I have always been more careful!
A similar get-together happened last year with my secondary school classmates about which I have written in this blog. But that was a larger group and so the discussions were on an elevated level, not really personal one-on-one kind of interaction. However, I enjoyed meeting with several classmates who I haven’t seen for more than four decades. It brought back memories of those years including the antics in the classroom!
Next month, there will be an event which brings together my engineering college alumni across many batches. I haven’t kept in touch with that group, and so it would be a revelation of sorts when I meet them. The mutual learning process is priceless, and I hope it would turn out accordingly as something that portrays a re-living experience from those years in the college.
Whenever there was an interesting or impactful anecdote in my life, I have been able to recall the people involved – like a classmate who did unusual antics, a teacher who we teased, a lecturer who delivered fabulous lectures, a corporate colleague who was very helpful in tackling a problem, and so on. There are many I do not just recall, but I guess that’s OK. I have not kept a diary of events wherein I received help from someone connected in some capacity with me!
On the other hand, I do remember people with who I have had unpleasant experiences. I don’t know why however – why should I remember those guys? For instance, I had a very contemptuous boss one time who always looked down on me. I wanted to forget him, but I am unable to do so! His unreasonableness had impacted me so severely that I decided I would never ever inflict such behaviour on people working for me.
Then there are people with who we come in touch infrequently. For example, the janitor in my condominium who I see only once a month or sometimes once in two months. But I recall her face and her commitment to her work. Another example is the very helpful person in the management office of the condominium who always responds rather quickly and fixes any problem. There are many others like both in my immediate environments in Singapore and Chennai. I can get their faces in my memory instantaneously and sometimes with gratitude. Again, this is not unusual for any one of us.
What about the people who choose to remember me? May be for what I did to help them? Or as a classmate or colleague? Or even a relative?
Our life comprises of people we choose to remember and those others who recall us in their memories. We would know of those others only when they contact us even innocuously, otherwise we may not even remember them.
As we get older, it is to be expected that our memories would fade. This is one reason that I keep the names of people in a note that I can access any time. It is not for the purpose of wishing happy birthdays. It is to keep my memory refreshed at all times. When I look at that list, I am able to relive the times in which a specific person on the list was connected with me. Sometimes, I even go to the extent of giving a call or messaging that person. When there is no motive, such interactions are always meaningful and pleasant.
Our life is full of incidents – most of which are routine, some of which are unexpected. We deal with them on an ongoing basis. But do we devote a special time every week to reconnect with at least one person who has influenced us in a positive manner? It is not to thank them, but to stay in touch. That way, there is the opportunity for them to remember us as well. It works both ways, and it is always a pleasant experience.
I am now doing this as a habit. My partner is sometimes surprised when she discovers I am in a deep conversation with a person she has not come across and with who I do not speak usually. But I should say that my emotional balance is better after I finish such a conversation with someone that I have not spoken to for many years.
Life gets to be more meaningful that way!
Have a good week ahead,
Cheers,
Vijay Srinivasan
20th September 2026