Friends for life...

Friendship day… A day to make friends, cherish the bond of friendship and have a great time together…

Some new bonds created, some bonds refreshed, some even restored, while some forgotten….

My friends are far away… Our priorities have changed, routines have changed and I know that it’s going to change all the more.

Rewinding my memories...

My buddies… Aishwarya, Hamsi and Poornima... Here goes a toast to our friendship !!!

As girl buddies, we shared a lot of memories, worth recollecting and reliving many times…

When times were tough having pressure of studies in head and expectations of elders and teachers, the only thing that cheered us every second that life is still worth smiling and enjoying, was that we were there for each other; tolerating each other's nonsense, tantrums and temper.

I can just go on and on writing those moments I’d want to relive with you and you all only...

Just as Shwetha, Aishwarya, Poornima and Hamsi.

Rekindling those small moments which occupies a big place in heart...

·         Aishu’s story about the thief coming to her house from upstairs… I remember her narrating the incident again and again… and every time, the story sounded different, he he he… only one thing was same.. it was never ending in all narrations...

·         Poornima reading my diary and finding out that I had a grudge on her sometime before, which I myself had forgotten having written L

·         Aishwarya’s story about Black magic at midnight, it’s like kind of a trademark… Poornima suddenly pouncing from the dark and taking a place between us…

·         Hamsi and me sharing one mango juice proudly, forgoing all the pennies we had…

·         Me and Hamsi falling off my scooty, so embarrassingly, while coming from tuition and running away from the spot immediately.. Poor auto driver.. he was bleeding...

·         We went to Poornima’s place to have Dosa chatni, sorry 'chatnis', always uninvited. And we never hesitated to ask for more.... Shameless us...

·         Listening to Run film’s “Poi Solla Koodaathu kaadali” again and again… Am sure all of us were imagining ourselves as the heroine, hero sometimes as Maddy, while other times as else one !!!

·         Group studies for Sanskrit

·         Final exam and Poornima crying at the Physics lab during the National Anthem, when she got the toughest experiment, we only felt happy that we didn’t get it... he he

·         Aishwarya and Hamsi funnily getting caught to PT sir during exam for passing papers and making a story which sounded no less than a fairytale... Only they both could script something like that...

·         Aishu always begging for a place to sit between us and we would never let her win. So badly, she wanted to disown her first bench place and come and sit with us.

·         Remember those days, when I would make a face to go to PT class and see PT mam's face.

·         Poornima forgot the exam date and missed a paper during revision exams; remember we all went and conveyed condolences post exam… Am sure, deep inside we were thinking why didn’t our brain forget the date; just got missed of adding such a daring deed to our caliber

·         Remember me and Hamsi studying in our terraces…. She always walked fast, it looked like as though if she reaches fast to the other end it’ll register faster and better… Hmmm…

·         Annual day practices at the auditorium while in 12th STD...

·         Still remember the day I went running upstairs during break and tied Rakhi to Balaji...

·         Telling lies together, and made it sound better than the truth.

·         Getting scolded for each other.

·         All the stupid and notorious things we did together…

·         The last time we kept up our record of embarrassing ourselves in a crowd was at my marriage… Singing the first line of the song “Yaaro Yarodi…” again and again, until everyone started laughing… Gosh…  J

·         Whenever we went out, there’ll be a stopping for Aishu at my place to do touch ups…

·         Nothing to forget about all the night stays we did together.

·         Small fights and then getting together again, how I miss them all…

   

We were different people with common likes, common dislikes, common tastes for food and clothing…
At times, we had different angles for seeing a thing or a situation… And every time, it was exciting to recognize and realize it.

We always looked out for each other to share every silly thing in the world… We complemented each other in all possible ways.

Can’t recollect from when we developed this bond and started identifying ourselves as a team and not as separate individuals. It’s just mystery. Sounds so simple, but isn’t. Very few are lucky to get genuine friends; of them, only few stick together for long, and of them the luckiest ones only get to take the pleasure of being in the bond as you travel through different stages of life.

I definitely consider myself lucky to have found you all. I’m proud of my friends. It’s like we were destined to be so.

Whatever the day is and however the world turns out to be, this soul of mine will always reach out to you guys.

These small sweet moments we have shared will always bring a smile… No one can take these memories from us… Am sure our kids are going to hear a lot of these stories about our friendship…

No doubt, in case a book is written on Friendship, our names would definitely find a place in it…

Hoping we would live up to this write-up… he he he

Shwetha (PASH)