“Bye..!”
She cut the call and put the mobile aside.
Tears started rolling down her cheeks. She was hurt – very badly, deeply. That night, the fight was the most unexpected. All was fine till a few minutes back but ended up in a mishap. She wasn’t weeping, but tears were flowing down her cheeks like a river - Her heart was paining badly. She closed her eyes and lied down in her bed.
It had been more than three years since they had become such close friends – sharing every single thing that left in impression in their minds, being together during thick and thin, understanding each others positives, negatives, problems, likes, dislikes, needs, family, friends etc. The similarity in their thought process had made it very easy for them to have become very close within very few days of contact. They had known each other for more than 15 years as a neighbour, a person belonging to the next class, a batch mate and a competitor. They had always considered each other as rivalries, be any matter for that reason.
One fine day she had found him to be closer than her closest friends. He had come from no where and had become the most necessary part of her life’s schedule. The same must have been his feeling also; she found it all in the flow of time. There had been many fights and many sleepless nights after the fights. Similarly there were many sorry statements, many sweet lies, many blank messages or calls carrying the after effect of the fights to a state of nothing. The consequences of the fight had always made them feel that fights do bring hearts closer. The current mishap could be just another one, she felt. She desperately wanted it to be a passing cloud.
She couldn’t stop herself from calling him. She located his number from her recent call list and was about to call him, when there was an incoming call from him. She immediately attended it but was not sure whether it was a continuation of the previous call or was a “put an end to the fight” call.
“Sorry for calling in such a weird time.” He said. She looked into the clock. It had been more than two hours since she had fought with him. Lost in his thoughts, she had lost track of the time.
“It’s ok. I wasn’t sleeping. To be precise, I was about to call you.” She said.
There was pin drop silence for few seconds. “I’m sorry”, they said in one tone.
A heartfelt smile cropped upon her face. She was sure that he was also feeling light by then..!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Looking Back
That day, was a very special day for many people there – they were joining a great company and were employed in their early twenties..!
They were going to have cash for themselves; they were going to reduce the burden on the shoulders of their parents; they were going to keep their first step in the path of their career, to say, a journey of thousand miles. A very few of them were alone while most of them had already formed groups as they belonged to the same place or college or they were their friend’s friend. But none of them knew that, that day was the beginning for a “Golden Period” in their life.
Having been seated in their respective classes, they looked around with a usual weird feeling of being with people whom they have never been with before. With respect to the fact that, every step in career is prefixed and suffixed by learning, both technical and non-technical, people in the faculty levels walked in and kept them occupied. Unusually, there were two faculties who could mingle with them completely. There rooted the first seed of friendship. Trying to get to know each other, they started asking the names of people who were sitting around them. As usual, this was initiated by one of the faculties and taken ahead by people who couldn’t shut their mouth for more than few seconds – famously known as chatter boxes. They played games which helped them, know themselves and people around them better. The bonding between the hearts kept thickening and the garden of friendship by then had 36 +2 plants deeply rooted, not in soil, but in the emotions and thought process of the people.
They learnt more from the non-technical sessions. The technical sessions went absolutely without much learning and they spent it all just by admiring the faculty, who had the world’s best smile. The non-technical sessions and the faculty helped them build their creativity and their emotional stability. As days passed, the friendship led to the creation of lot other relationships among them – brotherly, motherly etc. The weekend outings had added more spice and flavor. The maggi and the cup of horlicks from a roadside shop had become a part and parcel of their lives. Thanks to the accommodation that was provided, this kept them all together and enabled late evening meetings and dinning possible. Hats off, to the technology which kept them together even after they had to part. The garden of friendship had blossomed flowers by then and was vivid and attractive. It all happened at the ILP at Trivandrum for the T-07 Zealots, the first batch of 2009. Our heartfelt thanks to Dhanya and Ambu who made our lives at ILP very meaningful. The beauty of friendship is that it blooms among people who have never met before, who have different tastes, who belong to different habitats, who are of different age groups and who have different needs to be catered.
“Friendship is a not just a word, not only a relationship. It is a silent promise which says, I was, I am and I will be, with you forever”. – Anonymous.
Not that we did not learn anything in the technical sessions. Dedicating my Object Oriented view about friendship to Dhanya. Friendship is the base class for all the relationship classes. The base class has attributes and member functions inherited from affection, courtesy and trust, which is multiple inheritance. The friendship class pointer can hold objects of all derived relationship classes. Unless we override the friendship attributes and member functions, there cannot be any misunderstanding. So beautiful is friendship, which will neither find faults nor brood over wrongs. Long live friendship..!
They were going to have cash for themselves; they were going to reduce the burden on the shoulders of their parents; they were going to keep their first step in the path of their career, to say, a journey of thousand miles. A very few of them were alone while most of them had already formed groups as they belonged to the same place or college or they were their friend’s friend. But none of them knew that, that day was the beginning for a “Golden Period” in their life.
Having been seated in their respective classes, they looked around with a usual weird feeling of being with people whom they have never been with before. With respect to the fact that, every step in career is prefixed and suffixed by learning, both technical and non-technical, people in the faculty levels walked in and kept them occupied. Unusually, there were two faculties who could mingle with them completely. There rooted the first seed of friendship. Trying to get to know each other, they started asking the names of people who were sitting around them. As usual, this was initiated by one of the faculties and taken ahead by people who couldn’t shut their mouth for more than few seconds – famously known as chatter boxes. They played games which helped them, know themselves and people around them better. The bonding between the hearts kept thickening and the garden of friendship by then had 36 +2 plants deeply rooted, not in soil, but in the emotions and thought process of the people.
They learnt more from the non-technical sessions. The technical sessions went absolutely without much learning and they spent it all just by admiring the faculty, who had the world’s best smile. The non-technical sessions and the faculty helped them build their creativity and their emotional stability. As days passed, the friendship led to the creation of lot other relationships among them – brotherly, motherly etc. The weekend outings had added more spice and flavor. The maggi and the cup of horlicks from a roadside shop had become a part and parcel of their lives. Thanks to the accommodation that was provided, this kept them all together and enabled late evening meetings and dinning possible. Hats off, to the technology which kept them together even after they had to part. The garden of friendship had blossomed flowers by then and was vivid and attractive. It all happened at the ILP at Trivandrum for the T-07 Zealots, the first batch of 2009. Our heartfelt thanks to Dhanya and Ambu who made our lives at ILP very meaningful. The beauty of friendship is that it blooms among people who have never met before, who have different tastes, who belong to different habitats, who are of different age groups and who have different needs to be catered.
“Friendship is a not just a word, not only a relationship. It is a silent promise which says, I was, I am and I will be, with you forever”. – Anonymous.
Not that we did not learn anything in the technical sessions. Dedicating my Object Oriented view about friendship to Dhanya. Friendship is the base class for all the relationship classes. The base class has attributes and member functions inherited from affection, courtesy and trust, which is multiple inheritance. The friendship class pointer can hold objects of all derived relationship classes. Unless we override the friendship attributes and member functions, there cannot be any misunderstanding. So beautiful is friendship, which will neither find faults nor brood over wrongs. Long live friendship..!
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