Yaarana

'BC, क्या हालचाल?' is promptly what my conversation with my besties flag off with. Blame it on my Punjabi genes or the spoilt kids that we are, we absoefiinglutely love it!

Its been over 22 years that I've blown up in thin air & it'll be only fair to say that my friends have just made the journey worthwhile. They give me immense joy and at times, cause dismay too. They kick me where it hurts the most and slap me when I really need to wake up to reality.  But that is how friends are, aren't they?

As they say, charity begins at home, for me, friendship began at home. I was a little too little when Maa introduced me to Di. From what Maa tells me, she tightly held me in her arms and made an unsaid promise that she'll never let go of me. I blinked too and sealed the pact. Ever since, she's been my sister, my mother & my best friend. She stood for me where I fell. I remember there were times when in the middle of the night I used to crib of hunger, she used to get up and cook Maggi for me, not because she had to, but because she wanted to. Also, Maa has never shied away from telling Di that ' तुने ही इसे बिगाड़ा है ', but believe me, she's more than glad to take the blame. My friends don't call me a "Mumma's boy", they rather call me my sister's.

                 

                            I'm glad I had a very enjoyable & playful childhood to my credit. It was well spent with some-very amazing friends & gleefully, some of them have stuck out till date. Those were the times when we didn't have facebook or twitter to find our ways to each other. The day used to pass by in the wait to meet your friends in the park during playtime. We used to fight, we used to laugh our hearts out, we used to compete, we used to dance together. We completed each other. We still do.

                           If there is anything that I would like to thank my college is for the friends I made there. The heavens were kind enough to grace me with some very Very good friends. Some are bound to me by heart, some by alcohol. The sweetheart NG knows what its like to be me. She's like a lesson that I've learnt by heart and one that I would never forget. KC, the rockstar, knows that a pint of beer is all that we need to swing away to glory. The pretty PN knows how her staying pretty can make me smile. RT's awesomeness keeps me going.  NY, NC, KK, PM, AJ, PK and AS are the ones I love immensely. I read a Thomas Fuller quote somewhere which goes like,' If you have one true friend, you have more than your share'. You can see my basket is full enough. Touchwood.

And as the new Airtel advertisement jingles away, 'हर एक फ्रेंड ज़रूरी होता है'