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buddy ol' friend ol' pal

I was walking back from after school classes with Aparna whom I barely knew two years back.She has become one of my best friends. Waiting beneath the old banyan bus stop with the rest of Mar Ivanios, we stood talking about how things had just fallen into place. How we ended up doing everything together. Like best friends.

It's funny because we had been in the same school for 7 years back in Muscat but the only thing that we had in common was Christy as our best friend. Nothing more than a hi-bye person.

I  am a very bad friend. I don't always remember birthdays and text at toc-12 or walk people to their house (which may be on the very next right) because they are afraid of getting mugged. Bottom line: i'm not "sweet".

I detest people who put up silly quotes (and worse their own) on friendship as stats--and those who like them.

Coming back to live in India was like some sort of a test. Except it was more important that one made mistakes.The right mistakes.


Friends are good people.

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