Monday, December 1, 2008
Renu
they say true friends are those whom you find in childhood and they were right.Renu is my childhood friend.when i think of her all my childhood memory oozes like snow infront of my eyes. ah those days!running behind butterflies,i love butterfly, those soft colorful creature flying around beutiful flowers were so attractive i used to follow them whole day. ha ha one of my aunt told my mom once tht her daughter (me) is some kind of mad or unusual as i keep on roaming behind flies.so renu and i were good friend we never knew that we care for each other we dint even knew then that we were best of friend and that we miss each other. probably the purity and divinity of a relatioship is in not knowing the depth ,knowledge sometimes kills the innocence of relationship.we played everyday with dolls,we played cricket and even gilli danda (i was very bad in that though).we were not imposed on each other we comfortably fit into each other.then we parted, coz i had to move where my father was working. we never wrote to each other i still dont have her cell number but whenver we meet we start as if we were always togther, there is no question , blame ,or hard feeling but i can tell her all i want ,without any effort. as i know she wil understand .
Friday, November 28, 2008
i wonder y i hve not been able to write anything under this title, may be coz i am the person who faced many goodbyes in life.evry now and then my destiny forced me to bid goodbye to some people.and alas everytime i left them with a promise or hope that one day i am going to go back and could not make. i hope there going to be a time when i will completely devote myself in meeting the people i left and keep my promise.i remember each of them by name and by their essence,names are countless so is the essesnce each one hve taught me something about life with each one i have become wiser and much closure to myself. at least i want to believe this way.
sometime i wonder if they miss me the same way i do?may be when i get time to meet them they all will forget me. but some will not i truely believe that.
sometime i wonder if they miss me the same way i do?may be when i get time to meet them they all will forget me. but some will not i truely believe that.
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