C.S. Lewis once remarked “Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one”; and this is what probably happened for us. I was new to college, still trying to adjust to hostel life; never having lived without my parents before, and you obviously were new too, technically newer than me. I had been allotted a roommate, and yours was to go away to another college. I would be thankful to her throughout for having introduced us and despite being on the verge of sounding selfish, I am most happy about how the things turned out. I had suggested you a new roomie, something which you should be glad about; although you got me as a free gift along with her (an added incentive in my opinion and kind of a drawback in yours, owing to my habit of messing up the room each time you go on a cleaning spree).
There are people whom you know at the first instance that things would click between the two of you. For me, it was the same in our case. We had the same interest in television and movies, our fondness for sleeping and eating, chit-chatting at any random topic without getting exhausted, giving high-fives, jinxing, and so many other small and big things which bind us together, in spite of the various disagreements we have almost all through the day. There are innumerable things that I can write about you but firstly, words elude me and secondly, it would make you go all high and mighty (jyada tareef nahi karni chahie ek din me).
And before you are charged up and begin to consider yourself my sole karta-dharta out here, I would like to mention that I am no less fond of my other room-mate too, who I successfully managed to oust from being your official roomie (quite proud of this achievement as both of you ganged up too much to kick me out from your room earlier). But nothing would deny that without having met the two of you I would definitely have found myself lost here, a place which now seems to be home away from home.
I have heard people speak wistfully of their school friends, but have never really been able to relate to the nostalgic feeling that automatically creeps up in their voice while reminiscing these past memories. Not having had any permanent friends all my life; friendship for me was a transitory affair. This could have had two causes, one being moving from one city to another and from one school to another all my life, and the other being my laziness in maintaining relationships. Laziness most likely stemming from the knowledge that I would in all probability never be meeting those people again in this lifetime. What I am sure about though is that when these 5 years get over my lethargy wouldn’t get in the way of being in touch of you. I would end by quoting A.A Milne and the very beloved Winnie the Pooh “We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet. Even longer,' Pooh answered.” Same I hope would be true for us too.
There are people whom you know at the first instance that things would click between the two of you. For me, it was the same in our case. We had the same interest in television and movies, our fondness for sleeping and eating, chit-chatting at any random topic without getting exhausted, giving high-fives, jinxing, and so many other small and big things which bind us together, in spite of the various disagreements we have almost all through the day. There are innumerable things that I can write about you but firstly, words elude me and secondly, it would make you go all high and mighty (jyada tareef nahi karni chahie ek din me).
And before you are charged up and begin to consider yourself my sole karta-dharta out here, I would like to mention that I am no less fond of my other room-mate too, who I successfully managed to oust from being your official roomie (quite proud of this achievement as both of you ganged up too much to kick me out from your room earlier). But nothing would deny that without having met the two of you I would definitely have found myself lost here, a place which now seems to be home away from home.
I have heard people speak wistfully of their school friends, but have never really been able to relate to the nostalgic feeling that automatically creeps up in their voice while reminiscing these past memories. Not having had any permanent friends all my life; friendship for me was a transitory affair. This could have had two causes, one being moving from one city to another and from one school to another all my life, and the other being my laziness in maintaining relationships. Laziness most likely stemming from the knowledge that I would in all probability never be meeting those people again in this lifetime. What I am sure about though is that when these 5 years get over my lethargy wouldn’t get in the way of being in touch of you. I would end by quoting A.A Milne and the very beloved Winnie the Pooh “We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet. Even longer,' Pooh answered.” Same I hope would be true for us too.
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