Too many years of friendship to count on my fingers.
The Holi we celebrated together, digging up a huge pit for the bonfire and snack up at midnight with roasted coconut, making strategies for the "girls v/s boys" Holi war on the terrace, followed by jalebi, bread roll, and dosas!!!
While Gunjan and Madhura, loved playing with their barbies, Teeku and I would get enthused with our hot wheels. What actually reminds me of BARBIES, is the zillion times we got our dolls married... oh it was so lame.. but I'll never really deny that I did that!
The funniest days were when I taught you to ride your bicycle![ bitch, you are the elder one.. ain't that supposed to be your job?] However the major task was to get rid of those side wheels. I'd love hitting you with the cane when you'd give up... may be that is what your learnt in the long run... "Don't Quit" At the end of every session, the pepsi cola, was rejuvenating... and, this again remind me of the great, great parties we had!
May be today I don't meet you too often, like I used to, around # years back. But I like it better this way, once in a month or so... because then we have so much to share with each other... so much to chit-chat about... The funny part is, you stay just one flight of stairs away from me, and all the window talks we've had... "Sneha.. moti phone kyu nai utharahi?"
Not a memory in my mind, but a journey in my heart, that, a few years ago, I didn't want to travel with you. The trio, of Gunjan, Sneha, Madhura... we have spent almost a decade as friends!
The Holi we celebrated together, digging up a huge pit for the bonfire and snack up at midnight with roasted coconut, making strategies for the "girls v/s boys" Holi war on the terrace, followed by jalebi, bread roll, and dosas!!! The Hide and Seek, gold spot, badminton! While the more interesting days were in the corridor playing treasure hunt and painting eachothers' faces after we'd get bored of my big painting book! The shoe boxes filled with our Pokemon and Dragon Ball- Z cards.. Bus tickets and the bus-bus we played with my little blue cycle. Teacher-Teacher at our homes! Science practicals!! oof.... they where so so tough.[making a glass of tang with perfect measurements, dude, you cant get away with that!]
While Gunjan and Madhura, loved playing with their barbies, Teeku and I would get enthused with our hot wheels. What actually reminds me of BARBIES, is the zillion times we got our dolls married... oh it was so lame.. but I'll never really deny that I did that! Fighting with you, and at the end of the face off, we'd cry and confess how much we loved each other[ actually hate each other]
But those tears, I'd rather not see them again. May be all those petty fights and cruel arguments, then, is what has made us what we are, now. "Confession Days" is what we call them, buckets full of tears, hours together, getting out all the frustrations and my huge and tight hugs, that would almost deprive you of a breath...[now you know.. I really wanted to kill you]
The funniest days were when I taught you to ride your bicycle![ bitch, you are the elder one.. ain't that supposed to be your job?] However the major task was to get rid of those side wheels. I'd love hitting you with the cane when you'd give up... may be that is what your learnt in the long run... "Don't Quit" At the end of every session, the pepsi cola, was rejuvenating... and, this again remind me of the great, great parties we had! The first one starting from 1/- per head! Asking for those 100...paise was a dreadful dead! [ arre tu hal ke mummy ko bol na... chillayegi!] our regular dialogues.. weren't they? Later, the green cheetose became the eye candy.. not because they were tasty.. but the quantity.... enough for our ever growing appetite.
As time has passed, our standards have improved.. our love for food is immortal, the craving for chicken is killing.. Now, 2 pizzas, chicken wings, pasta, garlic breads, then a tender coconut ice cream and then a gold medal ribbon from BR in waffle cone with hot chocolate fudge....isn't enough... we can even bid all our money.. even the last penny for the ride back home... but food comes first... before life too!!!
May be today I don't meet you too often, like I used to, around # years back. But I like it better this way, once in a month or so... because then we have so much to share with each other... so much to chit-chat about... The funny part is, you stay just one flight of stairs away from me, and all the window talks we've had... "Sneha.. moti phone kyu nai utharahi?"and I reply to that..."Guddu.... tu... sukadi... number- changed!"
Now I have so much to tell you so much, without thinking. You are probably one of the closest and dearest people to me, in whose presence, I can fart aloud![i know its not that pleasing...] But I mean, I can cry, yell, laugh, smile, blush and even learn the latest slang in town! ;)
We're like opposites.. antonyms..you are as much as a girl, as much as I can be the guy!
You have taught me the most important lesson of life so far, "Don't set boundaries and limitations for yourself, Because you ought to break free, just go with your gut feeling.. but don't do anything that displeases you, or the people you love."
Happy Birthday Guddu!
Loads of love, on your 19th year to your luxurious and dynamic life!
[save your butt.. because you're going to get 19 birthday bombs]
