An angelic prankster
She will never call me by my real name. She will screw my case and do some big time ‘jhol’. She will always be on the lookout for a new prank to play. She will yell, she will jump, she will laugh in the most weird manner. She will always be confused and messed up. But, she will always remain my biggest support system, my shoulder to cry, my ass to kick, my crazy-celebration companion, my partner in crime, my confidante and my cheer-up tonic. She will always be my dear old best friend!
This ain’t the ‘My Best Friend’ essay you loved to write in your second standard. Nor is this any formal announcement of my plans of reconsidering my orientation. This is just something I couldnt stop myself from penning down, in the middle of my failed attempt to do some math!
If time is what matters while knowing a person, I could say I have several old faces around me. But this storm that blew into my life roughly 4 years back, still hasnt spared me.
So why this sudden PDA? Well, because I have missed her terribly for the last couple of months. She left back in April and on the day of departure, she came home to bid me adieu. I cried like a baby girl. I didnt really know why. This girl was returning in hardly two months. Damn my exam was longer than her absence here.( though my exam can be longer than many other important things in life too!)
I now know why I cried.I was afraid of a tear rolling down and her mad ways to cheer me not being around. I was afraid of a moment of joy which would escape her shrill shouts and a mad party. Of a night without a near death drive at superfast speeds on narrow roads. Of no midnight sundae treats. Of a superhot news being left untold. Of a ” I saw a real hot guy today” moment without her beaming smile and an eventual elaborate discussion of how boys are dogs!! Of a certain low moment that needed a hug. Of no ‘out of the box’ idea to add some fun element to our lives. Of a day before an exam, when I need to be told I can do it. Or maybe just a ‘best of luck’ or a ‘how was it?’
I felt this and a lot more in the past few weeks. As the time for her return drew closer, I was left confused about her flight and everything( courtesy: her never ending pranks) and one fine morning, the doorbell rings, and I, dressed in my worst( most comfortable), open the door to see her run right into me! And there I knew, looking at her, LIFE was back! Now I could leave behind all my worries and get back to being the ‘kirti’ who knows that her prankster will be a few blocks away to take care of stuff. Rather weird to depend on a girl who cant spend a day without messing up bigtime!
I missed you a lot gal and you are not going to USA without me ever again! You are so mad and I love you for that Pankti!!!!!!
For those who need to be told twice, I am straight! Yes, even after this post!
“awww” moment there…cant say much..:)
I always wore the carefree hat but deep inside i did care for eveyone around me..i belived in making small moments precious coz u live life only once n wanted it to be the best.some thought i was crazy, some think i am mad, i dont care coz i do those acts so ppl around me are fiiled with thrill n they do expect a lot of pranks from me.i have got many broken hearts from my closed ones n many told me that in this world no body really cares wat u du for them.. but working hard for their brthday surprises n making them different all the time gives me joy.
having small cristmas party..or a funny game on a 31st night gives u that laugh i am shure money cant buy.
let the world have thier comments..i know i am truly happy and all credit goes to my friend around me.
even if i dont know myself i know that someone named kirti knows me inside out.
though she cant predict my pranks..but trys to accompany me.
she too surprised me infact shoked me by the birthday i got this year!
it makes u lively again!its like meeting an angel out of no where in this generaly cold world.her warm hug is like a cloud cover on a hot sunny day.
it just tells u that ur nevr alone n that ur being missed n loved n that makes every breath worthwhile.
i can shurely say we never select our friends we get them by destiny..and since the day we have met we traveled together..to realise that we were living the same life as two different people.
although i was miles away and came back after a month nothing has changed..only thing that i value my friends more coz inspite of having all the wordly joys, there is this emptyness inside wich only a close friend like her can fulfill.
i have never sat online for years but wen i was far away i wrote the longest mails ever, n every single day.
you sign in evry ten min. just to check if ur mail is replied.n with every small reply, a big smile dawns your face.
as they say:” if every moment is lived with the one u like and like its the end,then every hour is ful of joy,making a year of happiness n life a celebration!”
i dont think i can really express in words coz it was a strong feeling and not an expierince to put down on papper: how much i value a presence of a special person like her in my life and how difficult it is to stay far away from her.
i am shure only her close friends can undestand that.
nice, i dont think anythnig you have written should make anyone question your orientation ?!