My first friend was my mom. Not that I called or understood her in any role at that time… but yes! She taught me to play with my dolls. She drank with me at the tea parties and she became my daughter when I was barely 2 n Half years old..
Then in Kindergarden, my cousin was a friend, because I had no other option. We were growing up together and were familiar with each other. And as they say, a known devil is better than an unknown devil. Also, I had a very fine knack of bullying him without his knowledge. J
My 1st standard, I was in Muscat. The definition of friendship was changing. I was uncomfortable in my school uniform. I had to sit in a classroom and that to next to a boy …. Yuk! And this boy- Benson, would steal my chocolates from my tiffin box. He had this unique skill of eating my tiffin box before I could get to it. Almost everyday, I would go home empty stomach, angry and with a resolve that I will convince my parents to complain to the principal and have that THIEF throw out of school J. Yet, he was my only friend for that year.
2nd std we had moved to Bangalore for a year. It was a mess. I actually missed Benson. This school was too noisy. The kids were to loud and shouting all the time. I got chicken pox. Then I found my chicken pox friend- Rajesh, who stayed near my house. We used to exchange notes and study and his mom always gave me nice juice. After I recoverd, He was a boy… SO Payal became my best friend. We were so close that we made sure that even if one of us didn’t have lies we planted it into each other. That was a truly divine friendship.
3rd standard,we moved back to Muscat. My parents were unable to tolerate the umpteen number of shampooing . I wanted to pass so that I could sit next to a girl. But what happens when we expect?????
We get the opposite!!!
Terry was a extremely jovial, humerous boy who taught me how we ought to prank with people and why it is cardinal to keep distracting the class all the time with the pranks. I certainly didn’t need any friends when I was having so much fun with Terry!
4th-5th std, Radha Pillai was a good girl. I thought she was a little too serious for my tastes. Still we both were learning to dance and that was a good enough reason why she had to be my friend.
6th std I went into a boarding school. I thought it would be exciting. It was in the beginning, and later it was very strict. I wrote to my parents saying that I was in a prison. Next day my warden called me and blasted me for writing all that. It was time to find a friend again!!!
Ashwini was a super senior. We loved cricket, we were in the same dining table and we loved mischief. So I enjoyed with her till I got to 10th std and she finished all the education our school could offer. L
Thankfully, by then I had my roommates- Anita and Shilpa. We would study, hide all the smuggled tucks and hide each others slippers during study hour .. that was too much fun.
Then, I had to grow up more. P.U in Bangalore, and for the first time in a Women’s college. Deciding that maybe it is about Girl Power all along, we were a gang of 9- Kavita, Kaushal, Zainab, Bibi, Mariam, Priya,Sowmya and Vaishnavi. We were all of different sizes, backgrounds and languages. And we really loved each other a lot…. So we would bunk together and get blasted together.
Dental was relatively serious. My first year Shiney, Mary, Deepti and Gowri were really knit to me. Having transferred to R.V I made a new set of friends. Kavita was with me again. But there was also Ashwini, Dubey, Vijay, Nazia, Amogh, Afifa , Shruti and practically my whole class…
After that there were friends from work. Imran , Pankaja… and so many many many wonderful people I’ve known in Aol.
It is beautiful feeling to have people in our lives all along. And it is amazing how we are connected to one another at a time we really needed someone. It is beautiful to have friends… and thank God for this Gift called Friendship!
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