Hi all,
I am new to this blogging. So please bear with me if you find my blogs too boring or uninteresting. I have just started my journey back in time, so it is going to be a bit difficult to put all my thoughts together but as wise men say we have to attempt before we call it quits.
As I had told in the beginning, Life is the most interesting and adventurous journey for any individual. Though all of us are very much present in this world, we do not live Life, but actually move through it as if it were a conveyer belt. Life is all about not only enjoying the shortest moments of joy and happiness but also the sad and melancholy ones also with equal fervour and enthusiasm.
I am very sure that all the readers of this blog have their own lists of Firsts. Their first cycle, first school, first close friend, and last but not the least their first love. Today, I have decided to tell you all about my first best friend who is not just the best but the truest one as well.
I dedicate this post to that special person in my life who gave me the both the happiest and the saddest moments of my life and taught me the most important lesson in Life - to be able to accept both happiness and sorrow with a neutral attitude.
I would like to thank her for being there to support me whenever I felt lost and down, for accepting me the way I am because I know I have made her life very miserable at times by being very difficult to manage. She loves me and adores me inspite of my shortcomings and deficiencies which is the USP of our friendship.
It was a hot afternoon and the Annual Sports Day of our school. I had finished all my events and had managed to win in two of them as well. I was feeling exhausted and drained and my friend was trying to revive me by telling some nice poems in Hindi and Urdu. It was at this iconic moment of my life - that this girl walked in who was going to become the most special friend I ever had in my Life.
She came to meet my poet friend and that is when we got introduced to each other for the first time. I still remember those black sparkling eyes smiling at me and hailing me to come hither.
(To be contd........)
Wow! My Honour to comment first??
ReplyDeleteThis post was the proof I was looking for. I knew you had an excellent choice of vocabulary and lucid conversation (here writing) style.
However, most of the time we were conversing in Tamizh, I was unable to find out. Now here is the proof!!
The best thing about friends is that, they never make assumptions about you. They never expect a reason to go out with you. In fact friends only expect you to be you!!
Now I am waiting for the rest of the post!!
Cheers,
You Know Who!!
Hmmm, cool post to start pf with. I am looking forward to the next one...
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