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Friends - Blessing in Disguise

Friendship doesn't happen in a day. For me friendship is many small things and perhaps it should be this way. Friendship so far has all been about sharing tiffins, morning assembly, recess games, collecting notebooks at last, drawing margins, blackboards, paper balls, land line calls, pushing, running in corridors, window seats, reading longer stanza/para, canteen, random talks, school bus, long walks, copying and telling, pen fights, labs, manuals and files, name-place-animal-thing, bingo, mangoes and oranges, cards, bands, key-rings, side wise glances, winks, silent smiles, notes, assignments, novels, quizzes, prizes, deep/intellectual discussions, late night studies, for the love of TV series, plays, art-exhibitions, charts and models, mimicking, ridiculing, birthday treats, last minute gifts, texting, random chats, mails, pictures, trips and ... 
 
 As i sit and recall, a school bus passes in front of my house- redolent of the time i had as a school girl. Poppins( we called our conductor so, for he changed his hair color quite frequently and randomly) urging us to accommodate 1 more kid on a two seater, the bus full of noisy kids like us returning home at 3 in the afternoon. Although tired and weary yet those shiny eyes, where has it all gone now?
 
 Virtue-based relationships are formed mostly during childhood especially schooldays when words were just words from heart, talks were as seen from eyes or heard from ears(and thus i believe it is fantastic and will last till the end of universe) or sometimes later, at college days, when we live in a state of blissful ignorance, or rather we are yet too naive. But once one tastes the coldness of reality and learns to conduct oneself in a successful professional, the circumstance demands us to have friendships on the basis of usefulness/pleasure/ in terms of gain. We assume things that are not said, believe what we have not seen, twist the simple facts and sore relationships. At these times, how i wish if time could stand still- effortless, pure, humble, uncomplicated!
 
 
Here's hoping that you would all cherish the times you have spent with your friends. May your friendship grow old and strong as each year passes. May you continue to find the same amount of trust, fun and ever lasting freshness as i continue to find with my bunch of people. And it is OK to let people go, there are many new bonds waiting to be found and formed. It would be rude and ungrateful
 of me to think of names because I've been too blessed to have a wonderful company of friends throughout. Some have stayed right from my birth, to 10-12 years of my school time, others have come and gone, but they have all added a meaning to my existence.
- to friends, fun and life :)  
                           






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