Friend & Friends Only

Quite a vast topic, i would say, to be put down into words. Been in hostel - homes away from home the relation ship in the name of friends has played a very influential role in my life path yes, why not? even this blog.
This morning, i was chatting with my friend who was my collegemate. we never had been close - but had shared a peculiar bond... we did wanted to be friends but situation didnt serve well. Through her i got to know that one of our other friends had been writing blogs and i happened to read them today. Well now, they both catalyzed the idea of writing a blog. And that is how i started this one. This speaks nothing about my best friends who were / are and will be there with me in my heart & life forever but ... well read on!!!

Few days back, i was sharpening my pencil [? well dont ask what for], suddenly i remembered one of my best friends - who was there althrough my schooling days for almost 13 years and healthy competitors when it comes to studies. She had influenced me a lot in terms of writing poems [she is the best though] and i influenced her in reading books [she never continued though ;)]. She used to be my second mind we shared and cared every aspect of our then life. Well what does it do with the pencil sharpening? Actually our friendship started with her offer to sharpen my pencil and it was in 2nd grade.

I was thinking there had been so many friends and how it all began with each relationship.. in what situation... these were the thoughts i tried to recollect and pen down.
There are many incidents crossed my mind ... there is one friend who was my classmate almost the whole schooling. When we were in kinder garten, we sat together in classes , learnt our alphabets together. We both used to wait for each other to catch up our class works... submission of note books ... it was then i learnt how good it was to care for others and cared by others. As time flew, we grew , we grew apart due to many other reasons... but still i feel the warmth of that friendship.

There were times when gangism are basis of friendship n recognition for any gal in our class. There came a new bee with revolutionary thoughts... she spoke with anyone and all. So the then acting head of our gang forbided any of us speaking with her. But i liked her, i liked her boldness and i spoke with her often by staying behind the gang , taking the next trip of the school bus so tht we could speak with each other. It was then found by the head -of -our gang and i was left out. Still i had her , and itz how the strong bond started. But later in our lives, we were parted for education and carreer, met once in a while, i could feel there was no room for that old cozy relationship any more... it was then i realised it never gonna be the same but in memories.

There are even friends whom i never had seen, yes, that is not common these days. But i knew this friend through my best friend for almost 3 years. And then one day she asked me to send a mail on her behalf. It all started am being a messenger [well, dont think otherwise, My frn doesnt like computers :)]... and it continues till now. We shared a lot and trusted each other and i still i wonder how could this be possible. We never met, but we blended so well.

There is a friendship that started in the name of ragging, she asked me many questions which were my area of interest... she being a senior, i felt i should keep a distance but always been admired her a lot. Til today, i can share any thing with her, and seek her for advice.

One particular friendship - a silent friendship - thatz what we named it. We rarely do speak with each other - i mean share with each other , we always had supported each other and shared common tastes in reading books. Till date, we do share our latest readings and lifes happenings... itz all started by a single nod of acceptance in an arugment. :) :)

We both sit together in college, he used to crack PJ's like anything... and i used to talk back once in a while. We some how shared some common interests and a very good companion of mine. One friendship that i value as there is no expectation in exchange of our friendship ever.

A friendship that started by sharing a common cubicle, common project and he.. hee common deadline. And in a peculiar way she and i share common life's happening. [err..well ofcourse she doesnt write blogs and ofcourse i m not talking about her medals :)]

Well, there are friendships that started by traveling in same bus, offering a seat in train, letting the long waited library book to be taken, sleeping in the class, teasing others , common interests, copying in class..etc. Few others... as...

...Like they say,it is not just in love there is initially fight and next love Tamil: Mothal piragu Kadhal]. It can be in friendship too. It was about this special friend whose relationship i would cherish forever in my life. Well ofcourse this blog is not about best buddies, i couldnt resist to speak about our friendship here. She was my class leader and ofcourse those who know me now could have guessed.. yeah true, my name would always be there in her list of not-obeying-the -leader. :) We often used to argue about the terms & rules... i even tried follow them but still she never trusted. But how we became friends... it happened one day i found her sitting alone in a tree shadow... looking lost and i felt this compulsion to speak with her and before i could think, i sat beside her. We never spoke for the next 10 minutes and finally she could mange a simple smile , said bye and went away. Till this day i donno the reason of that state of her mind. But then we become very close and then u know leader's pet :) . We continued our friendship through letters! She had been to a class tour and i sent her a card to her hostel so that she would see it the day she was back from the tour. The day before of her returning, i received a letter from her but cudnt read it as i was heading for my exam. Before even i could read that, i got the news of the mishap and realised that it wud be the last letter from her and my card will never be seen by her. She left me for ever...the loss of her i realised after almost a year of this mishap when she came in my dreams... it was then i cried for her... the moments i spent with her always in my heart fresh... itz how our friendship started and itz how is gonna be in my heart for ever... jus like that unread card and unknown reason.... i would cherish her friendship for ever and ever....