And I knew that I was going to write about you. Like we have discussed a million times, we always knew that we would be great friends. It just a gut feeling that I had when I saw you in our hostel lounge. Crazy times, huh?!
Over the last many years, we both have found a friend in each other. It is refreshing to think about those simpler times of our lives. We were such hard-headed fools. We are better now, I guess. It was fun though. We loved, laughed, cried, and obviously made each other cry. The proofs are still there somewhere, buried in that pile of letters and emails that we wrote in the heat of the moment. That intensity and honesty surprises me. More than anything else, we were faithful. We have been faithful.
We have had our moments of “You are my best friend in the world” and “I want to kill you”. Too many of them ganging up on me tonight as I write this piece gratefully and with utmost sincerity.
I can think of a hundred moments when it felt like we could never get over that kind of innocent betrayal (yes, betrayal, as we understood it then!) I am proud of the friendship we have today. It is so much more than what we could have ever imagined.
We thought we’d never come back from that one… but we did… we did it consistently (hope that I have not jinxed it by saying it out loud!) Nothing is ever going to change so much that we are not friends!!
