Because I know you'll be there for me, when the rain starts to pour!

Sometimes when you sit back and procrastinate, think about where you were wrong, silly, smart or witty; unknowingly there are a bunch of people who continue reappearing in every flashback.

They’re there when you have a look at the pictures of how you celebrated your birthday in play school, when you cried over a stolen story in UKG, when you failed an integers test in grade six (they failed too!), when you copied (so effing much) on a civics test, when you became a teenager, when you went mad crushing on every guy as a ‘teenager’, when you cried waterfalls at the end of grade ten.

They were still there when you parted, there were mails in inboxes, letters in the mailbox, calls every Sunday, skyping every weekend! They were there as you grew up. From a toddler to an adult. They were there- for encouragement, for wiping tears, for more tears (happiness)!

This post of mine takes pride in being dedicated to those indispensible pals of a lifetime!

 A million praises would fall short: this line is old school. They aren’t gods and goddesses, for God’s sake! But then, in the end, they’re crazy people, with heavenly powers meant to be used only on you. They make you. It is said that your friends are your only relations you make-you chose. And I’ve chosen very wisely! At least a few!

It hasn’t been a very smooth sail, we’ve had storms- ALL SORTS OF ‘EM! In the end, like self-declared mature individuals, we’ve accepted each other. I’ve accepted one’s spontaneity, one’s bragging, their crib-iness, their teasing. They must have just thanked God for bestowing me upon them. So, with this set up, we proceed towards being the best buffalo buddies ever!

I tough wood as I type this: our journey for over several years now has been so ideal, with ups and downs, but never a fall; with cries and smiles, but never a loss; with arguing and agreeing, but never a disregard! *TOUCHES WOOD AGAIN!*

A day off and it feels like a void. I wonder if they feel the same. My best friends.

I could have gone on to write essays, probably even a book; but I have some buddies who would kill me for making them read so much. So, for the readers and non-readers, the apt size of the post is this.

I don’t love you guys, because the emotion has two poles. I just feel. Everything was meant to be.  One little ready-to-be-angel once told me, this was one of his favorite lines: As we proceed on with life, we meet new people; during this, our roads cross and become one!

No good post can end without poetry. (Heh, I declared it as good!)

“So no one told you life was going to be this way. 

Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.
But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

You're still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.
You've burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees.
That, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.
Seems like you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me.
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,
Someone I'll always laugh with, even at my worst, I'm best with you.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.
But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.”

Because we all love F.R.I.E.N.D.S (Few Relations In Earth Never Die)

PS It should be ‘on’ earth, but you get the message right? Wasn’t that the only reason behind inventing language? So, to hell with prepositions!

Getting desi, something I can’t resist, at least when it’s about how I feel (bollywood):

“Tera mujhse Hai Pehle Ka Naata Koi
Yoonhi Nahin Dil Lubhaata Koi
Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na
Maane Tu Ya Maane Na”

And my friend’s favorite: “Ajaa Mai hawaon mein baitha ke le chaloon, tu hi toh meri dost hai” Okay. Kidding. I have no friends with such a bad taste in music. 

All the pictures are age old. I doubt anyone looks the same. :) 
Long time no see na!