“You can be the peanut butter to my jelly, you can be the
hero and I can be the psychic…. you are the apple to my pie, you are the straw
to my berry.”
Dear best friend
You may not know this but I am writing when you are just two
meters away from me, just so close to you and yet, I wanted to write to you. I
don’t think I have written anybody so much text messages via phone, facebook
and via chit chat service i.e. the short notes that we passed each other when
we were in the classes or when we wrote each other to express ourselves in a
better form of communication.
I still remember the first time we met; it was just an
occasional hello just around the corner across the classrooms that we used to
take during our prep classes for entrance. I had hardly ever talked to you that
time. And, the next time we met, we talked and talked. The third time, we met,
we agreed to become roommates. To be honest, I remember I did have second
thoughts about us being together, I didn’t much know you. But, I did make an
assumption of you being a silent and shy girl (and somehow I was correct too…)
I never knew the initial awkward conversations would now
turn to be a never-ending-bond. And, it’s unimaginable how you became so close
to me. The relationship that we share can’t just be described in words. Words
can’t just do justice to our being. Somewhere I knew, we were meant to be best
friends. Best friends who have always been together and are always ready to be
side on side for each other.
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We speak. We talk. We chat. We laugh. We cry. We loved. We broke. We ride. We sit. We watch. We cook. We enjoy. We shop. We bargain. We share. We depart and we reconcile. live side by side. Share the craziest secrets.
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It’s at these times that I begin to realize that you were
always the one who knew the deepest of the darkest secrets of mine, and I had always
wanted you to be the first person to know anything that’s freshly new about me.
That’s how I am. That’s how I still want to carry it with me for the rest of my
life. Your innocence and your soft talks always made me wonder whether or not
such people too existed on earth. Seriously!!! And, I still can’t believe you
do. He he…
The bond that we share is just amazing, we share our stuffs,
and we share our thoughts in the most utmost way without any kind of hesitation
without having to worry about what the other person thinks or without even
being worried about being judged about how we are. It’s amazing how we just
stop talking at the stupidest things and re-talk our stupidity and wonder how
we felt without being with each other. I guess, that’s how the bond just grew
stronger. We never had to worry about hurting each other because we were always
hurting. ;)
How the smallest of the small things affect us and how the
tiniest of the tiny things makes us happy!! That’s how we have always been…So alike and
yet so different.
I glance back at the past five years that we have spent
together and I just feel so blessed to have you all the time. the times when I
just couldn’t hold myself back, times when I had broken down, times when my
tears broke apart, when nothing in this world felt right, times when you were
the only one to let me feel that I was capable of more than what I deserve. The
one who lifted my head when I was losing myself, The one who happens to know
who really I am (even I do not much know about me).
And, with this post, I would like to thank you for
everything. For being the one to listen to all my non-stop guffaws. Thank you
for always having me even when I am so cold and indifferent, Thank you for
being kind, adorable, loving and caring buddy. Thank you for everything..
Lots of love..
Yours loving bff