Ahh.. I am bored now. All my friends have left for holi and I remained here ( the reason is already posted, because of the sickness and broken glasses ). It is getting lonely. Meanwhile, I was looking at this pic and thinking about best friends and my friends.
Whenever I do so, somehow I always feel that college friends are really great, sharing stuff and living far from home doing whatever is the wish, but however, friendships of my school time are something that I will always cherish throughout my life because they are older and deeply rooted in my heart. They were selfless :) . They were great. And these guys, Arif, Praveen, Nitesh Loonker, I always miss you all. You were great, we were great. Nitesh was my best friend, went in family business and then we could not find enough time for gossiping and all and we lost contacts also, but truly you have been superb and the time I had with you, I will always remember. Arif and Praveen, I loved you. I can never forget that bench where we 4 used to sit and used to do nothing but pranks in the class. I can never forget those days when the PTI used to know me as a prankstar and he was not at all aware of my class rank and used to consider me a bad boy, while the rest of the school staff had an opposite image of mine, the good one :) . The torturing the class monitor used to bear because of us.... remember the whole class used to keep quiet and we used to talk through our different kinds of faces and smiles only to show that we are still together, bonded and no body can do us apart and keep quiet from talking to each other, only by ordering ki "CHUP RAHO", just to show that we dont follow rules but we make them. It was great, I can forget everything but those 4 days I will always remember.
And then comes saurabh sharma. This guy became my friend after 10th, and believe me he was superb. He can make you laugh, no matter what is the situation, what is your mood. The guy had got a girl-friend, really cute and I was damn jealous.... the guy was amazing.
Best friends just happen, they can't be made.....
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