HEY SHOUTERS!
I would like to dedicate this post to my bunch of amazingly crazy people who we, in general terms, refer to as FRIENDS.
Now, just before my college days had started, I was filled with excitement. Excitement of meeting new people, making new friends,and living a college life filled with all the fun as I am sure most of us had dreamt of.
I remember the first few days of my college life, orientation programs,freshers,
teacher's day, all being held and celebrated one after the other, but something always felt missing.
I missed my friends.. :)
Back in the days of my school life,where even a boring assembly was filled with fun and laughter with all my friends trying to stand towards the back of the queue, cracking insane jokes.
Classrooms used to be filled with all kinds of noises, some playing, some gossiping while some even used to make paper planes and fly them across.
That proud moment when our class was referred as the "WORST CLASS" or a "FISH MARKET" , just can't be explained.
Recess used to be the most amazing time of our day, with us going turn by turn to the places where our friends' bags were kept and eating their entire tiffin without even giving them a bite.
When teachers used to scold us, the most difficult part was to control our laughter seeing the funny faces of our friends.
School trips used to be the time of our lives as it meant staying and having fun with the people with whom you love spending the time,the most.
Now, I realize how beautiful those days were.
Going to college in the initial days used to feel so heavy as the friends with whom you had spent almost 14 years of your life were not there, no jokes,no snatching of tiffins ,nothing !!
But as time passed by we all made some new friends, people with whom we can share everything and my life felt back to be normal.
Even in the worst situations of our lives, when no one else supports us, a friend will always stay by u , for you.. saying whatsoever and whosoever may come in your way, but I AM THERE WITH U :)
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
― Anaïs Nin,