Babe, this is for you!
She and I were classmates in the 7th grade. She used to be very satirical and make fun of people, then.
Initially, I did not take her satirical nature well. But we grew close. Don’t know how and when, but friendship was brewing.
There are countless times I went to her place. We used to eat to our stomach’s content the delicious food cooked by her mother. The variety of pickles (mixed vegetable pickle, the beans pickle, the cauliflower pickle, the bitter gourd pickle, just to name a few), were my favorites.
Aunty and Uncle (her mom and dad), were always warm and welcomed me with smiles.
Some days, in fact many days, I used to visit her place NOT to see her or be with her, but simply to ride her bicycle which she used to let me borrow and ride on for hours together before I returned it to her. I could not afford one of my own and she knew about it. She used to come to my place and we used to spend time together on the terrace of the building in which we were renting a small unit, or outside the gates of the building watching the flowing traffic and talking away as the evenings rolled slowly into dusk.
She is the one who made me taste Pani-Puri (my mouth is watering already at the name) for the first time ever in my life and I developed a taste for it so much so that I used to eat them EVERY SINGLE DAY in my B.Tech years. I love them so much that even during both of my pregnancies, I did not let up on eating them to my heart’s content.
She was the one who took me to the movies. MURARI and ANACONDA are the two movies that we watched together and then there was another one - THE TITANIC that we watched with the whole group of friends in our 10th grade. Memorable good times. I would give anything to just go back to those days. Pure joy to think about those times. I once remember, I had to apologize to you for something and when I did, you simply brushed it off and said that you were the one that needed to apologize to me for being mean to me with your words at times and how you wished for me to get out of my situation and see days filled with cheer and happiness. Those words are forever locked away in my heart dear.
I remember the walks we took from the school to reach the bus stop. I remember the rocks on which sat in the school grounds where we solved our math problems. I remember the grounds where we played so many a running and chasing game. I remember looking up to you for learning from you the lightning speed with which you ran and wishing for you to win the race for our school sports day. I looked up to you for singing, for the very well maintained songs book, for the very many art skills that you had in you. You inspired me in many ways and I don’t think you ever had any idea of it. But you know NOW.
This whole piece cannot put together in the least the impact you have made in my life. It is but a humble Endeavour to show you what you meant and still mean to me.
I do not know if I ever have been the same kind of friend to you that you have been to me. I really hope that I did. My heart is filled with gratitude and love for you and I am lucky that GOD has given me such a good friend in you. Wishing you loads of love, cheer, joy, happiness, peace, success and most importantly GOOD HEALTH all your life.
❤️
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