She is my
love, my best friend, my trash bag in which I can throw all my
secrets, my frustration, my insane thoughts and my tears. When I am mad at
someone, I call her up and yell at her,
when I don’t get a job, I call her up to crib about employers in Canada, when I
fight with my “other” best friend and I need a shoulder to cry on, I ask her to
come over and take me out for a coffee and then when she does that, I embarrass
her by singing on top of my voice on road with people staring at us like we
have ran away from a mental asylum. She hits me and pinches me with one hand, other
being of the accelerator of her Activa.
Then she smiles and joins me in the song. I met her during college and I
can’t imagine how boring my college life would have been if she wasn’t with me.
She would take care of the school toddlers (which we both, as teachers, are
responsible for) while I would be busy texting to my guy best friend. She would
signal me before a teacher enters the class so that I have enough time to end
my call and go to the class. When I am late for class, she would keep the back-door
of the class open so that I can sneak in with coffee for me and hot chocolate
for her, without getting into trouble. She would explain me the basic concepts
of the topics as the course was new to me and she had been studying in that
field for like ages! Her phone would be full of my pictures clicked by her in
college. She is one of the best photographers I have ever known. She would not come to see me off on the
airport because she wouldn’t be able to muster the courage to see me going away
from her but still, she would pray whole heartedly for my
visa approval. She would join in with my guy best friend to make fun of me, but
she someone ever hurts me she would blow him/her off. It’s her birthday today, I
GOT to be with her and all I can do right now, is write this blog post for her
while waiting for my bus to come so that I can head for work and reach there on
time! Life is strange and unpredictable! Sometimes you feel so so so helpless,
you can’t be with people you want to be with because of whatever logically and
practically right reasons! You’re A Keeper! Thanks for being there for me! I miss
you love! I wish I could be there with you! Happy Birthday! And And And Happy
Teacher’s Day Madam! Love you.
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